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When my co-workers found Mayra, she was 10 years old. She was living with her parents and her five younger siblings.
If you were to visit Mayra’s home in the neighborhood of Horno Ckasa, Bolivia, you’d first notice the door. We don’t think much about doors where I live in suburban America. We take for granted that we have sturdy front doors with latches and locks. But in a rough neighborhood in Bolivia, Mayra’s door is a danger. It’s made of wood so old that it’s deteriorating, a reminder of the vulnerability that Mayra and her family face every day.
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