Life at № 42 by E.M. Coutinho
“You know who you remind me of?” is a constant phrase. Why does anyone have to remind anyone of anyone else? Can’t we just be? When I lived in America I just happened to remind people of any thin man with dark hair who was of European origin- or simply foreign. Enrique Iglesias and Ricky Martin look nothing alike, and I look nothing like either one of them, and yet I somehow managed to remind people of both of them.
My current recurrent twin is apparently the man on the Channel 2 news. I’m not complaining- even though we also don’t look alike. He’s good looking so I’ve decided it’s a compliment and I’ll just roll with it.