Alcohol Knows No Borders

I first came to the U.S. when I was 16 years old. My sisters were here for a few years already. When I got here they had a place and a job for me. My older sister said to me, “Look José, you are responsible for your acts and no one else. If you want to eat, you will have to cook yourself. If you want to wear clean clothes, you will have to wash them. And of course rent and food, you will have to pay that before anything else. After that, you are a free man.”