Very often we toss and turn from narratives of crisis to moments of intermission at the border. The intermission is a moment of pause when national attention vanishes, only to return at the next moment of ‘supposed’ crisis.
But communities, in that seemingly pause, never stop the work of accompanying people on the move. The borderlands are a constant place of reweaving storytelling, of new aromas as cuisines mix, and a privileged site to look at the contexts of origin, transit and destination.
