Borders are breached, daily. Breached despite guards, despite fences, despite and through raging anger, which accumulates like garbage, no longer hidden from sight. Stupid plastic bottles, we scream, 打！As if the bottle we threw away yesterday was the cause of our suffering.

Anyway, images from a Shenzhen, where some imagine themselves as under siege, and others find themselves working even harder (yes, the city is involuted) to keep the boat steady.

The pressure of not simply being quarantined, but not knowing when or why or for how long simmers in Shenzhen. Online, there are calls to arms, but just as often comments escalate into anger and broken friendships. Beyond municipal borders, the Xuzhou mother is an obvious symbol for feelings of helplessness and resignation. Beyond national borders, the Ukraine is a symbol of a nation under attack. But. Russia is a symbol of what many want to do to Hong Kong, 打！As if maintaining borders were possible. As if these actions would fix the problem and we could return to normal, that station at the end of the line.