This is fiction, but I can’t help but cast it in terms of our current events.

«She takes the money and stuffs it into a pocket.  “You can find your way from here?” he asks. She grins. “I’m not a yellow card. I don’t have anything to fear.” Hock Seng makes himself smile in return, thinking that she does not know how little anyone cares to separate wheat from chaff, when all anyone wants to do is burn a field.»

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The Windup Girl, by Paolo Bacigalupi