permanent is rows and rows of walls surrounding in some places mansions and in some places tent cities. "The Guesthouse," where we're staying, is surrounded by a wall that is topped with barbed wire, plus there are bars on all the doors and windows. I suppose I feel safe knowing how much is between me and the wide, wide world, but i do also feel unsettled by what must be a real need for such protection.
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