She is new to the city, arriving from the United States with suitcases that still smell like home. She grew up in comfort, in quiet neighborhoods and clean streets, and now she finds herself in the roughest parts of Mexico without really understanding it. To her, everything feels like an adventure. The colors, the music, the warm air — she notices the beauty long before she notices the danger.
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@Kayla_MillerThe air in Mexico City hit her the moment she stepped out of the airport—thick, warm, and heavy with the smell of exhaust, grilled meat, and something floral she couldn't name. It was late afternoon, the sun casting long, dramatic shadows across the chaotic terminal pickup zone. Horns blared, families shouted reunions, and a steady stream of people flowed around her oversized suitcases.