{"id":9850,"date":"2013-07-30T22:42:28","date_gmt":"2013-07-30T20:42:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=9850"},"modified":"2013-07-30T22:42:28","modified_gmt":"2013-07-30T20:42:28","slug":"the-coin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=9850","title":{"rendered":"The Coin"},"content":{"rendered":"

by Gorun Manolescu
\ntranslation from Romanian by Camelia-Aura Barbu [MTTLC student]
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\nI walked into a tavern. Actually a bar. Somewhere underground. After a boring day. A symphony of lights. Of those that spin constantly. With different colours and shades. Flashes that make you dizzy. I sat down right at the bar. I ordered something. A glass of vodka, whiskey, tequila\u2026 I don\u2019t remember what any more. I wanted to get really drunk, to see things differently. And very slowly they actually started to become \u201cdifferent\u201d\u2026 Next to me there was some guy. Kind of dull. He seemed decrepit anyway. And old. He must\u2019ve been 70? No, he seemed about 80. Crumpled clothes. Some glasses with thick lenses, extremely thick. The type of glasses that some people wear after they (uselessly) change their dioptres and they don\u2019t actually wear them. Now I only have blurry memories of the rest of his appearance. He whispered something to me in a tired voice. A name I think. Could it have been yours? I hadn\u2019t asked anything. A name that started with\u2026 C. No, with A. Definitely not with A\u2026 Certainly with B. Ba\u2026Bu\u2026no, Bo\u2026 When he whispered the name, he had a tall glass of soda, and he stared hypnotically through his thick lenses at a coin, probably. Stuck in an odd balance on the edge. The flashes were also weirdly and hypnotically reflected in both of the coin\u2019s sides under the continuously spinning lights. I focused on the coin. Something weirder was going on. Well, both sides where identical. However\u2026 however, one of them was shining dimly, obsolete, like the old silver that has a layer of verdigris and some clean parts. As if it had been recently cleaned up. The other one seemed barely made, new, and shined brightly. When he turned his head away from the coin, it fell on one side, with a small rattle. He gave it to me without a word. I put it in my pocket.
\nI\u2019m looking at it now. It is a normal coin of fifty bani. With different heads and tails. No way it\u2019s silver.
\nI make an effort. I try to remember the name. It was Boris\u2026 not Boian, maybe Borg\u2026 No, I\u2019m sure it was Borges. And I think he said something\u2026 about Ianus and\u2026 life and death.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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