September 2024 - I noticed a group of men who gathered on the same Harlem corner every night. They spent hours talking, eating, and simply being together.

As they let me follow their journey - from shelter to home, from informal work to formal jobs while seeking asylum - I came to see how religious they were, guided by the teachings of Mouridism. Their nightly gatherings weren’t about leisure; they were acts of solidarity, moments of faith, and mutual support through the hardships of building a new life in America.