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Actually, it’s something even more intangible yet maddeningly granitic: borders. I love them and hate them. They unlock strange panoramas in our collective psyche; the boundaries of identity, of inward-outerness. Yet each one I walk across is also a threshold of human failure. A failure of imagination, of compassion, of curiosity. This is an amazing answer. As someone who has not yet traveled across my country's border, I've never thought about it like that.What has been the biggest impediment to walking? ...