After climbing up the stone steps, he had to lower his head to fit in the YMCA front door. Even without the six-inch high afro on his head, he’d have to stoop down. Kax was more than six and a half feet tall, towering over virtually everyone he met.
He had a dense beard that met his sideburns and a mustache on top of the beard. He wore nothing more than sweatshorts and a tee shirt now, soaked in sweat and plastered to his skin as though it was painted on. He was eager to get showered and into his nicer clothes so he wouldn’t look like such a slob.