Drinking in Gomorrah
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My name is Alex ?, and I run a small bar in the Zamalek district of Cairo. I work long hours, keep the place tidy, keep a good order, keep a good reputation with the police. Been here 6 years, but I wouldn’t say I’m settled, I just live here. I’m 36, I’m in reasonable shape, I keep the alcohol abuse in its place, I’m extremely pleased with myself
Tonight, well, it’s a pretty normal night. We’ve got the expats, we’ve got local businessmen, the odd backpacker, the odd student. And they all sit around watching MTV, and eyeing each other up
And it’s quiet except for this couple of German cotton buyers, who both turn out to come from Munich, and get into a heated row about the worth of marriage, and ? and 1868, and uh, when they get a bit too loud, I move in, calm things down, make a couple crap jokes
Everything’s cool
They shake hands, make some plans for the night, and head off together through the back door
Which comes as some surprise to me
Cause I’ve been here six years, and I never knew there WAS a back door
I walk over. Stare at it. I’d swear it wasn’t there before. But there it is. And I’m not even sure where it’s gonna come out
So I try it. Turn the handle, and step out into…
Munich
I’ve stepped right out onto the Grafinger Strasse, surrounded by crowds of people going shopping, going drinking
I don’t move. My heart’s beating very fast, and I’m wondering if too much experimentation in my past is coming back to haunt me
But this is no hallucination
These are real living breathing people
I turn around and the door’s still there
I go back inside, and yes it’s the same bar
It’s the same bar but as I look to my left as I walk through, there’s another door, just like this one
I look at the door. I feel like the door’s looking back
And if the door could smile, this one would have a nasty spiny-toothed sarcastic smirk from its beaten-up laminated face
Gotta do it. Got no choice
I’ll go through
This is the Shibuya district of Tokyo. I remember it well
Taught English here once
The arab? neon signs became European neon signs and now Japanese signs
Same neon, different spirit
Now two Japanese girls slip past me
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