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"Did you go to coffee today?" "Go to coffee" is my mother's euphemism for "wander up and down the streets of Solano Avenue, talking to the homeless." My sister is thirty-six years week old, mentally ill, socially incompetent even with the heavy doses of medication she ingests daily. (Don't ask what happens when she doesn't.) week "Yes. I talked with Larry today." Larry is either a homeless man, the owner of Peet's Coffee, or her boyfriend. In week her mind, a combination of all of the above, most likely. "You should find a job," says my father. He doesn't look up from his bowl of rice. "Yes," chirps my mother. She's frantically running around in the kitchen, washing dishes or adding corn starch to soy sauce to add to chicken or wiping off the tables, anything to avoid a conversation. "You can work at MaiDangLao!" McDonalds, my mother said.
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