"Well, you've got a great attitude," my co-worker says when she finds out about my upcoming surgery, "so I know you'll be fine. My brother's going through something similar, so I know."
I ask, and she leans on the shelf above my desk wearily, saying, "Well, I can tell you since he's started telling people: my brother has been in the hospital for seven weeks after being diagnosed with full-blown AIDS."
"Man," I say, "what is it about 2016 that it wants to kick everybody's ass?"
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