But let me backtrack a minute here. You see, out in the bush they have these roofs made of thatched palm leaves
- you'll see them in the towns too, even in Bintulu or
Brunei - and they're really pretty effective, you'd be
surprised. A hundred and twenty inches of rain, they've got
to figure a way to keep it out of the hut, and for centuries,
this was it. Palm leaves. Well, it was about a month after
we sprayed for the final time and I'm sitting at my desk in
the trailer thinking about the drainage project at Kuching,
enjoying the fact that for the first time in maybe a year I'm
not smearing mosquitoes all over the back of my neck,
when there's a knock at the door. It's this elderly
gentleman, tattooed from head to toe, dressed only in a
pair of running shorts -- they love those shorts, by the way,
the shiny material and the tight machine-stitching, the
whole country, men and women and children, they can't get
enough of them Anyway, he's the headman of the local
village and he's very excited, something about the roofs -
atap, they call them. That's all he can say, atap, atap, over
and over again.
Which passage from the excerpt shows that the narrator is using logos?