After my recent tour I tried to perceive four cities as four different women:
Nicosia, Cyprus is 46 years old. She owns a lovely little café in Eleftherias Square. It has a lot of character, and she takes pride in keeping the place clean and lively. She is charming and voluptuous, with a healthy blush on her cheeks, good-natured, smiles a lot and yet there is a hint of sadness in her eyes. She entertains you, drinks with you, and sometimes the espresso is on the house.
Paris, France is 34 and manages a high-end gallery in Le Marais. She lives in a small, charming apartment and consumes a lot of wine. She is beautiful, loves mirrors and never misses a chance to admire herself. She is always pensive, loves to read and constantly falls in love with a new artist. She would love to be like Nicosia, but she’s too sophisticated and too self-conscious for that.
Geneva, Switzerland, 65, is a watch broker and loves her job. She is married, has two kids, hardly spends any time with them, and yet she is a good mother. She is stunningly beautiful, but cold and almost unreachable. Once, many years ago, she got drunk and danced on a table in Paris, but she never talks about it.
Los Angeles, USA is 15 and still in high school. She is striking for her age and very sweet. The two pimples on her face give away her age. She lost her virginity at 14. She wears colorful clothes and has glitter on her nails. She can only talk about shopping and boys. You feel awful, because as she talks you realize that 20 years from now she will still be talking about shopping and boys.
In the state of mind I am in, I’d love to spend more time with Nicosia. What kind of woman is your city?
Photo: Melissa Mazman