‘The best part about being with a new woman is the
exploration, it's
like being in a new city.’

‘Don't they all look the same?’
‘Women or cities?’
‘Cities of course.’
‘See I think that's bollocks, that is what people
say but it is a lazy cliche, yes they all have Mcds and KFCs and Zara's
and HM, ok they all have cars and buses and trams, yes they all have the
same film posters and the same trendy posers
but... but you tell me Prague
looks like Budapest looks like Paris looks like Tokyo and you are wrong.’ Rob felt suitably
chastised but Mitch wasn't finished. ‘Cities are like women you have to
look below the superficial, ignore the obvious, explore more carefully. They all have different
corners and you never know what's around the next one, and whatever it is, it
won't be the same as the last one. There’s different sights, sounds smells -
there's always something that will take you by surprise… exactly like
women.
‘Okay you've made you point but what went wrong
with this one? Not Paris enough for you? Too Leicester?’
Mitch smiled at Rob's attempt at humour.
‘Well when you explore a city it’s sometimes it's great to get lost so that you can find yourself and… and sometimes it’s great
to find yourself so you can get lost again. You see things and find things that
go beyond the obvious. But… but she… she was in a hurry.’ Mitch took a sip
of beer to let the idea sink into his friend’s mind.
‘She wanted to take short cuts, go straight to the
guide book sights,
to eat in burger king rather than find a nice local place,
you know?’ Rob nodded tentatively not entirely sure he was following. ‘She
didn’t want to explore the side streets and take a chance.’ Mitch
continued.
‘I see... I think’ said Rob glad that Mitch had
spared him the gory details but wondering if the analogy was all a bit too
opaque and also wondering what was wrong with just walking the same streets of
a city you love.
:) if somebody says "All men are the same" they are basically wrong.... I love your complicated and twisted way of thinking.. :)
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