| I did go a couple of times to real movie
theaters, in San Francisco. One year my mother and I hitchhiked to the
city and saw For the Love of Benji; afterward I ate fried
prawns in a Chinese restaurant with my mother's godmother, whose hands
shook as she tried to pour the tea. I gave her a drawing of a deer
mouse, copied from a photograph in a magazine.
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