And it was about time! That year spent uprooted in the port of Buenaventura was more than enough. The profound effects of this forced encounter with urbanization and the ever-present image of progress alienate them even more from a State which does not recognize their dignity.
To stay over there within the Regional Indigenous Organization of the city and to drift among the cases was as good as “to die alive”, as voiced by one member of the Nonam community.