They threw me off the hay truck about noon. I had snuck on the night before, down at the border, and as soon as I got up there under the canvas, I went to sleep. I needed plenty of that after three weeks in Tijuana, and I was still getting it when they pulled off to one side to let the engine cool. Then they saw a foot sticking out and threw me off. I tried some comical stuff, but all I got was an attitude, so that angle was out. They gave me a cigarette, though, and I hiked down the road to find something to eat. All of the following is true about this passage except (that) The border would be considered a liminal space. O Whoever threw him off the truck ended up being antagonists and helpers. This passage contains a self vs. self conflict. It contains evidence that the protagonist is operating at the level of need