Showing posts with label discursive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label discursive. Show all posts
20080115
Dr. Philpot at the YMCA
The Lathrops had always introduced him as "Dr. Philpot," so Coralee had come to assume that the tall, square-headed man was indeed a physician, an osteopath, maybe, or a chiropodist, given the familiarity he evidenced with body mechanics (and feet in particular), whenever she spoke with him at the gymnasium downtown, where he seemed to spend a great deal of time, none of it spent exercising that she could recall, although his palms were always moist and there generally appeared to be a haze of perspiration ready to condense above his eyebrows.
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