I’m a reporter.
I enjoy making the daily note like working a long-winded report. I like working on breaking news but also on small stories. I am interested in people, their lives, their universes and battles.
I write in newspapers, magazines and books. Even in opinion texts I dare, but I have only one limit: I cannot tell something if I was not there; I need to see, smell and listen.
I started in this way on 2004.
Traditional mortuary rites are no longer enough in Mexico, where a new trade has come to exist over the past few years: that of the bone searchers. In Veracruz, one of the deadliest states in Mexico, six men have the job of digging through clandestine graves for the human remains hidden there.
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MEXICO CITY The man who killed who sent my parents to their death, along with thousands of other people, died while under house arrest a few weeks ago. He was 90 years old and serving 14 life sentences. Death has died, and yet it brings me no joy.
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