Monday, January 29, 2018

29/Serial

I didn't look anything like a belly dancer, much less a famous belly dancer from Istanbul. A natural blonde, I considered my  long hair to be my best feature. I was 5'7" and had average-size breasts, slim hips, and not much of a waist. And I wore glasses. I had a pretty good ear for accents, but Turkish wasn't one of them. Eileen had no linguistic abilities that I knew of. But we walked in there, the music stopped, Eileen gave her spiel, and those boys swallowed it. Every word. Their girlfriends soon drifted off to huddle in the back.
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2 comments:

  1. SabineJanuary 29, 2018 at 8:21 AM

    I wish people carried cell phones with video recorders back then.

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  2. SusanJanuary 29, 2018 at 11:30 AM

    I was going to say "Me too," but then all I'd remember was about 20 cell phones aimed at me. And I've never wanted to go viral.

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