Greek-American Stories: Itching

(AP Photo/Petros Giannakouris)

My appointment to the dermatologist’s office was at nine o’ clock. I went fifteen minutes early because I wasn’t to have breakfast. So, I figured I’d get out sooner and treat myself to a wonderful breakfast somewhere nice, for a change. The receptionist smiled and handed me forms that I was to fill out. Most of the questions didn’t have anything to do with the itch I was coming for. 1. Have you left the country for places like South …

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