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February 24, 2008

Eyes on the Future

Every night, throughout the summer and fall of last year, Juliette whispered the same prayer. "Please, God, let my passport arrive." Not to travel, but to leave behind a life anchored by a lack of power and freedom most in this country take for granted. In 1990, Juliette came to Modesto as a teenager from Africa, eager to spend three months visiting. She spent the next 14 years in a Modesto home cleaning house, washing laundry and baby-sitting the children, all the while fearing deportation.

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