It’s a bone-chilling January night, but at the D.C. Fencers’ Club in Silver Spring, Dana Czapanskiyis beaded with sweat. For nearly two hours, the 60-year-old Takoma Park psychotherapist has kept a succession of sparring partners at bay with a fencing sword called an epee.
“Ready? Fence” is the cry in the makeshift gym. Amid the metallic clank of swords and the beeps from electronic scoring machines, Mr. Czapanskiy charges his opponents, trying to score a “touch.” As they come back at him, he parries their attacks.
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