Robot Nipples

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We’ve been standing at the window of the hotel for fifteen minutes.

“Those two towers over there look like boobs.”

“What?” my brother asks.

I look away, “nothing,” I mumble.

“You’re twenty-eight.”

“I know.”

“Really.”

I sigh. “I miss my girlfriend.”

He shakes his head, “no excuse.”

I take out an electronic cigarette, puff away. We continue looking out the window; Ohio. Even the sky looks bored. My brother points.

“Those two buildings over there.”

“Where?”

“There,” he points again.

I nod, “ah. what about them.”

“They look like robot nipples,” he says.

I frown, “what?”

“Robot nipples.”

“But–” I start.

“It’s robot nipples,” he says, firmly.

“So?”

“So, it’s different.”

I tug extra hard on the e-cigarette.

“How?”

He shrugs.

The bathroom door opens, “What are you guys doing?”

“Nothing.”

Our mother comes over and stands at the window with us.

“Those two buildings over there look like boobs,” she says.

We nod. My brother points, “and robot nipples.”

Our mother squints out at them, “Huh, you’re right.”

She turns to me, “did you see what the continental breakfast is?”

I nod, “hard-boiled eggs and white bread.”

She groans, the sky groans with her. “Let’s get the fuck out of Ohio.”

 

**My sincere apology to those from Ohio, it’s just–hm, yeah.

22 replies to “Robot Nipples”

  2. uiuiui, that’s going to be hard, but I’m trying. First of all, congratulations for becoming a “non-smoker” …. toitoitoi. I ´m very familiar in the imagination to see in buildings, clouds …. a lot of things. May be by longing you will see boops. But robot nipples? Uiii, I do not even know what they could look like. The note “never gets old” gives an indication, but in which direction? That he really does not have any comparison with the boobs of his girlfriend because he has not seen her for much too long. And as the gravity in age increases, as you know, the boobs look a little different? The mother is amazing. She can talk easily! O.K. and with the continental breakfast? That’s fucking it! Although I had a hearty laughter, since we Germans also very like breakfast eggs.

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      1. hmmm what´s the diffference? hahaha, but as we eat them normally still hot and not too hard, I prefer also eating them at home….

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  5. The illustration is also great. It reminds me a little of the silk-screen printing by Andy Warhol. And the content of my childhood. It looks like such a kit, with wooden rails, screws etc.
    In the story itself, it is still striking to me that the mother has to screw her eyes before she can recognize the robot nipples. But she recognizes them because she knows her sons and knows what is in their minds?
    Therefore, all what we see is a question of our head? But pain and longing remain a question of feeling.

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