Starting at the icy tip of Tierra del Fuego, traversing the Andes, the Amazon and the Caribbean, Latin America meets the United States in the city of Tijuana. For many people I met in Mexico, the American dream was real, it was a place where they made money and set up roots. Others saw it in a different light. “It’s all a lie isn’t it?” one man quietly said to me. “It isn’t real, it’s an illusion.”