It was 6:30 on a May evening, and the friends were on their way to church. The two men, aged 19 and 20, had come from El Salvador six months before. They were taking English classes, but neither of them spoke much English yet. Before the evangelical service, they said, they were planning to stop at the younger man's house in a residential area not far from Mission... More >>>
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Along Polk Street, the clack of high heels on the sidewalk is a familiar sound.