A bust goes down
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My friend Ý (pronounced ee as in see) had been busted before. For several years she manned one of my favorite sidewalk stands for sipping iced coffee or a bottle of beer while watching the bustling activity on Tran Phu boulevard pass by. Several months ago police had confiscated her rolling display cabinet, coolers, and kid's-size plastic tables and chairs. I don't know if they took her merchandise too. Until now, I had only actually seen it happen once when the balloon lady had her propane tanks taken. It happened often with the sidewalk venders along the stretch of Tran Phu that passes the main traveler's area, maybe to encourage business in the higher priced permanent places.
It was a pleasant surprise to see her back in business.
Suddenly a flat-bed police truck pulled to a stop. Five uniformed officers and two more in plain clothes sat on the back which also held a venders cart and some confiscated tables and chairs.
The truck stopped at another vender's just down the street but I couldn't tell if they confiscated more goods or equipment there. Ý shrugged it all off with a smile as though it were a routine risk that came with the territory. She said she would have the stools back tomorrow after talking to her sister. Her sister runs a similar stand just up the street, directly across from the beach-side police post where the truck is often parked. I suspect she must be either married to one of the officers or is somehow in cahoots with them. I finished my beer standing street-side then pedaled home.