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The Nurse
Anthony is a member of the narrator’s tour group—and notably, he is one of the only tourists who has lived long enough to go on more than one expedition. Anthony is kind and patient, and he cares about the narrator more than most of the other tourists seem to. In one touching moment, Anthony rests his hand on the narrator’s, but both of them have too many bodily scars to feel the physical contact—symbolizing the ways in which medical and climate crises have impeded human relationships.
Anthony Quotes in Things We Didn’t See Coming
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It's not till we're cruising around a curve that I realize he's resting his hand on mine. We're both blistered, raw and, apparently, incensed from our respective prescriptions. For a moment, I can't tell which scarred bit of flesh is mine. This sucks. I look like the rest of them. I disengage our skin. I get out my cover up cream to smooth down the dark orange patches. Dad's going to have some words to say about this. I'll get lectures about parity of treatment. Undoubtedly, he'll reach for something he's ground together from the back of the garden. Or maybe it's simpler now. All he'll do is touch me and I'll be made well.
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Anthony Quotes in Things We Didn’t See Coming
The Things We Didn’t See Coming quotes below are all either spoken by Anthony or refer to Anthony . For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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It's not till we're cruising around a curve that I realize he's resting his hand on mine. We're both blistered, raw and, apparently, incensed from our respective prescriptions. For a moment, I can't tell which scarred bit of flesh is mine. This sucks. I look like the rest of them. I disengage our skin. I get out my cover up cream to smooth down the dark orange patches. Dad's going to have some words to say about this. I'll get lectures about parity of treatment. Undoubtedly, he'll reach for something he's ground together from the back of the garden. Or maybe it's simpler now. All he'll do is touch me and I'll be made well.
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