Looking left and seeing a border wall strewn with barbed wire every time I walked out the front door made the strife caused by hard borders readily apparent. Living outside of Boston, the only time “borders” have effected my daily life in a meaningful way is avoiding sales taxes in New Hampshire, or paying $0.05 for shopping bags when I cross into Cambridge. This is obviously in stark contrast to homes divided in two, and armed guards sitting in observation towers. Outside of the southwest, hard borders are an abstract concept for many Americans. Staying in Nicosia has underlined for me the importance of freedom of movement, and the real impact of walls.
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