behind the desk at 8PM
young, short hair, on the phone in British English
“darling, I shall call you in 15 minutes…” says she to her English boyfriend
as I give her my credit card and shehands me my keys, she rolls her eyes and I ask
“where are you from…are you English?”
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Milena from Belgrade takes me up a round elevator to the 2nd floor and opens my door as if presenting Shakespearean theater,
extending an arm to my elegant room 110 euros, continental breakfast near Campo dei Fiori
exit Milena
until I seek internet access for a train connection at departure
the Indian man who brought me my breakfast opens the office allowing me in:
screensaver of Milena with beehive orange hair and false eyelashes embraces a taller makeupless girl, butcher that she….
Via del Pavione 33, Roma
23 September 2005
