Miss Virginia Parker, his neighbor, at that time was sweeping the leaves of the orange tree scattered on the platform and when she noticed it, she continued on her business, looking at him sideways. The doctor was still wearing his pajamas under a burgundy bathrobe and almost, against her will, greeted the old woman affectionately. "Good morning, Miss Parker," she said. "Good morning," the old woman replied reluctantly and asked, "Are you okay, doctor?" -Very good, Miss Parker; and you? -Here I am, fucked up and poor as you see me. Miss Parker was a tall, grumpy-faced lady in her eighties. Despite her distinguished airs, she could well be compared...