Not sure how or why, the result of some blood work came by phone. I was told that half of my body contains XY DNA instead of XX. It's a really special case and a social worker will come to see me for it. I went "???", but kind of intrigued. I kept trying to select Lum's Love Song without luck before she came. Then we tried to find a more private area to have our meeting, but there seemed to be none. The meeting room was filled with small groups sharing tables. We sat down at the corner of a table. She told me I had to switch to the boy's PE class from now on. (What?)
From our POV, I could see the back stage of a Chinese BBQ takeout window. Business was really good. A white couple was buying. We've got a BBQ duck delivered to our table. Someone... someone I know, possibly a family member, was there, praising the duck like it's the best in the world.
There were some more, but I failed to write it down before it dissipated. Oh well!
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