By 11, Juan Carlos had had a few good experiences. He had lived with his grandmother in San Pedro Sula, Honduras, since he could remember, because his mother had left to El Norte to make money to help the family. She called every once in a while, but that happened less and less. He remembered her through a picture . . .

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