On a Must-Read for All You Fiction-Lovers

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DO you want to know what it was like to have Philip Roth as a professor?

I’ll tell you.

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Precisely when it was time for class, which I seem to remember was 2 o’clock, he entered the room. He’s a very tall, lanky guy, and he walked in a stooped way, his face appearing through the doorway before the rest of him lurched in, leading with his head like a well-read giraffe. He wore a lightly starched oxford shirt of small blue-and-white checks, pressed khaki pants with a brown leather belt, and brown wingtips, an outfit he would wear to almost every class. He barely looked at us or made eye contact, but murmured a hello, then sat down in his chair, crossed one long leg over the other, and slowly unbuckled his watch.

That’s as sexy as it got.

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