My Life as an Undocumented Immigrant

Jose Antonio Vargas:

I was paying state and federal taxes, but I was using an invalid Social Security card and writing false information on my employment forms. But that seemed better than depending on my grandparents or on Pat, Rich and Jim — or returning to a country I barely remembered. I convinced myself all would be O.K. if I lived up to the qualities of a “citizen”: hard work, self-reliance, love of my country.

Hat zwar überhaupt gar nichts mit Fotografie zu tun, ist aber eine wirklich bewegende und fesselnde Geschichte. Ich möchte gar nicht mehr sagen, da fast alles ein Spoiler wäre: Lest es unbedingt selbst.