Quite Like Old Times

from Good Morning, Midnight by Becky Becky

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“Quite like old times. Yes? No?” Quite like old times. Nowhere left to go. A room like any other. A room without a view. A bed like any other: too big for me without you. A room with no soul. A room with no name and I: much the same. I have a place for lunch in the day, for drinks at night. I have been here for five days and four nights. I have arranged my little life. This funny little dress I wear leaves my neck and shoulders bare. I’m lucky to be dressed up to there in these hard times. Quite like old times. Nowhere left to go. Outside, Prague looks so very pretty, but, O god, what a bitch she can be, but she can’t kill me and I can’t leave her. Funny, I couldn’t leave you either. Do you remember? We lived round the corner from here. You bought me an imitation astrakhan coat. It was then I started calling myself Sascha, trying to change my luck, trying to grab it by the throat. Did it bring me luck, changing my name? Should I change it again? Am I sad? I guess. As sad as a circus lioness. As an eagle without wings. A violin with one string. As a woman growing old, learning to be cold.