The next step was papier-mâché. Just as this began, so did the wind, having made its way through the California desert and into Mexico. The wind was whipping through the outdoor courtyard, scattering bits of blank newsprint all over the ground.
In a small room with one light bulb and six bunk beds, Jhosseline Estefanie Argeta Morales, 31, of El Salvador sits on a lower bed organizing a small bag of