The nurse comes in with stocking feet. "Pardon me," she says. "I stepped in TNP and though I've washed my shoes, they are still squeaking. "What good is a night nurse if she can't sneak up on you?" she asks. Her stocking feet approach honors my domain. I am reminded of the cultural compliment and cultural mandate of taking off one's shoes before entering the home. Welcome to my home room in your stocking feet.
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