(Burkhard Bilger’s post from THE NEWYORKER on 28 July 2025.)
Mexico’s Molar City Could Transform My Smile. Did I
Want It To? More than a thousand
dentists have set up shop in Los Algodones. Their patients are mostly Americans
who can’t afford the U.S.’s dental care.
Los Algodones was built on leaps of faith. A short
walk from the United States, it’s a place for the poor, the afflicted, the
huddled masses without dental insurance. On weekday mornings in late winter,
they start to arrive before dawn. They drive in from Arizona or California,
catch a shuttle from Yuma, or park their car in a lot in the Sonoran Desert and
cross the border on foot.
The path for pedestrians follows State Route 186, past a pair of Jehovah’s Witnesses offering free Bible courses, along a twisting corridor of razor wire and chain-link fence, through passport control, and into Los Algodones.