In the heart of a bustling city, Rana looks through the second-story window of her cluttered home onto the dusty streets crowded with people. Taking a shaky breath,
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In the first few days of 2007, a young woman named Jocelyn, in her early twenties, came running out of the El Triangulo squatters settlement where she lived in San Jose, Costa Rica holding a crumpled list of school supplies in her hand...
