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meeting one of my cousins for the first time since 1985

I went with my father to visit my uncle Toshiki, who is dying from alcoholism. He swears he is no longer drinking, but he looked like a purple version of a person who drinks non-alcoholic beverages when they wake up in the morning. In fact he is beginning to look more and more like his father.

His son, Kunihiko (37), was in the office when we arrived. He directs the installation of water and gas pipes in new houses. He has three children - a girl, a boy, and another girl. He smokes and drinks.
He said to my father, The last time I saw you there was a little baby - is this her?

Later, he tried to ask me what I do for a living. It's hard to explain what I do on staff at Chinese Staff & Workers' Assoc., but I basically told him about press conferences, undocumented immigrant workers in Chinatown, etc. He said, There are a lot of different jobs out there, aren't there...

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