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Hey Cupcake at Night
“Welcome home. How was Trabzon?”
“It was lovely, but I may never eat another anchovy again.”
I eavesdropped on the conversation at the next table in the coffee shop. Trabzon, it seems, is in Turkey, on the Black Sea coast, and famous for its anchovies. I’m not sure where Turkey and the Black Sea are, and all I know of anchovies is I don’t want them on my pizza.
I shouldn’t care…but I do. I’ll never visit Turkey or set eyes on the Black Sea. Nobody will every ask me “How was Trabzon?” or “How was Paris?” and some nights that knowledge breaks my heart. I walk home from the coffee shop and tell myself that few people from Trabzon will ever visit my little city in central Texas. Does that bother them? Are they troubled by knowing they’ll never see the Hey Cupcake AirStream on South Congress Street? Is there somebody walking home on some moon-speckled street in Trabzon wishing he’d been greeted by his friends, “Welcome home, how was Austin?” to which he’d reply “It was lovely, but I may never eat another Red Velvet cupcake again.”?
I walk home, hands deep in my pockets, thinking about ordering a pizza with anchovies.
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