Latin America

Paloma Tapia, 20, is a violinist who is part of the Los Benjaminos Orchestra in the province of Córdoba
Some of the blocks in my neighborhood resemble drug supermarkets. Colleagues and neighbors become ill from drugs. They live for it, getting skinnier as they stop eating. Consuming a cocktail of cocaine called La Alita, they rarely sleep. Projects like Los Benjaminos prove so beneficial to the young people here.
Immediately after the attempted assassination, an estimated half a million people took to the streets in Buenos Aires. Leaders of the ruling and opposition parties called for "improved democratic coexistence" to strengthen democracy. President Fernández urged, "We can disagree, we can have deep disagreements, but hate speech cannot take place because it breeds violence and there is no chance of violence coexisting with democracy."
Family photos of Mariano Sopeña along with his father Ángel Sopeña and brothers
We did recover our property, but by then it had been destroyed, demolished, and looted. They took beams and cut down trees. Our property included the last and largest Amburana Cearensis tree in the entire region. They wiped out this and other protected species.
Salome Gamboa, 34, is captain of the Huargos de Vanguard team
People often ask if we hit each other during competition. My answer surprises them. For every blow, fall, rise, or movement, when people see us in action, they applaud and shout to cheer us on. During combat, the expressions of astonishment from the public fill me with energy. Under my helmet, I experience tears of joy.
Traveling along a road in El Salvador with Don Jenaro Ramirez, a man with dark hair and native Salvadoran features, a large volcanic chain can be seen looming above. At 29, he calls the area, “quiet, nice, and touristy,” but he also recalls the earthquakes and landslides of 1982, where vegetable growers who lived along the base died underground.
Alejandro, Ignacio, Sebastián, and Nancy on the first day of the crossing from Punta de Vacas to Tunuyan
At times, danger lurks around the corner. During one such incident, I clung to some stones. Beneath me lay a great void. Thank God I was not the last person in line. Alejandro came behind me and grabbed my hand. “You have to lift your lefts,” he said. The weight of my backpack pulled me down. I had no strength.
Sabrina Ortiz became a lawyer to fight against environmental pollution
One afternoon when I arrived home from work, I stepped out of my car and the first inhalation was pure poison. I could not breath. I found my children inside, very sick. My dad came with his truck and helped us move in the middle of a torrential rainstorm. We gathered some of our things and went to a place my father had arranged. It felt like fleeing death.