March of the Immigrants

































It was almost 8pm when I decided to leave. I was walking along Serrano Ave and there were 3 guys in front of me who look like they were calling it a day too. I figured that because they had on white tshirts like many of the demonstrators did as a symbol of peace. They looked friendly, in a nice-Mexican-guy-who-takes care-of-your-neighbour's-garden sort of way. Not that they're actually Mexicans or gardeners. For all I knew, they could have been bussiness owners or programmers and not Mexican.
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