Do not close the door on your own people.
One night, a traveler from the capital passed through. He scoffed at the open doors. “This is how you get thieves,” he said, and slammed the door of the inn where he stayed. He locked it, then bolted it with a wooden bar. Los Suyos Gabriel Garcia Marquez Pdf
The village decided to obey. Every evening, they left their doors ajar, a glass of water on the windowsill, and a little pile of salt on the doorstep—not to ward off spirits, but to season their food, in case the dead got hungry. Do not close the door on your own people