You see piles of things before you see people. Pinwheels, smiley-face balloons, sun-bleached American flags, potted plants, tattered chairs, chewed-up stuffed animals, tents, Tuff Sheds, huts of plywood, huts of plastic bags and tarpaulins, concrete storm sewer casings branded with &amp;#8220;Piranha&amp;#8221; and a scattering of barking dogs. You hear names assigned to places, names that [...]