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<p>Ana Maria Alarcon did not witness the winter holiday celebrations of 2013. Nor did she live to see justice in the 2003 murder of her 16-year-old daughter, Esmeralda, in Ciudad Juarez. A lively woman with a determined look and prideful words about her studious daughter, Alarcon passed away this fall from a terminal disease, her friend Vicky Caraveo said.</p>

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<p>A friend and I had lunch in Ciudad Juarez last week. For a few bucks each, we savored different versions of sumptuous fish soup. Tasty and flavorful, the soup was as good —and much cheaper— than the same food sold in Mexican beach resorts. Feeling fine, we paid the bill and headed out the door of the restaurant with a pair of satisfied stomachs.</p>

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<p align="justify">Under the circumstances, even the most stubborn personalities steeled in adversity would probably call it quits. Inside the corridors of the big marketplace, an odd tranquility reigns as the vendors wait for customers. Outside, the day is broken by the occasional sound of ambulances rushing off probably to attend the latest shooting victim.</p>