Real Fiction / Daniela Toader, Monica Ciurea, Nicolae Popescu, translated by Ioana Bobeanu: Jazz

Daniela ToaderI sit at the bar and order a whiskey. Then, I close my eyes and listen. I smell. The Saturday night hustle and a whiff of sweat mixed with tobacco. I open my eyes and there he is. The guy next to me. Jazz? No, fox. Sometimes pop. And tango, rarely. But why not jazz? Why exactly jazz? Is it a fixation? This …