was felt by an anonymous poem. One stanza says, "We're trapped like rats in a wired cage,
To fret and fume with impotent rage;
Yonder whispers the lure of the night,
But that DAMNED FENCE assails our sight." Unique to Poston, was the fence surrounding it. Internees also had to build schools and many other buildings. Since lumber was not aboundant, internees had to build with adobe. Internees also created their own recreational activities. Poston today is deteriorated and buildings are unstable. Use caution when visiting!

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