Karla Jacinto is sitting in a serene garden. She looks in flowers’ common sights and may hear folks past the garden walls, walking and speaking in Mexico City.
She looks directly into my eyes, her voice cracking slightly, as she tells me the number she needs me to remember — 43,200.
By her own estimate, 43,200 is how many times after falling into the hands of human traffickers, she was raped.
She says up to 30 johns daily, seven days per week, for the best part 43,200.
Her report emphasizes the harsh truths of human trafficking in Mexico and also the United States, an underworld that has ruined the lives of tens of thousands of Mexican ladies like Karla.
Human trafficking has turned into a trade so lucrative and prevalent, that it knows no borders and links towns with cities like Atlanta and New York.
The town is known as Tenancingo.