Oksusu

For a short moment I thought I'd leave applying for architecture school and go back to Istanbul. Here I see things again as if everything's temporary, as if I had to adjust to yet another new environment. During six months I've seen so many men whose genotype differ from that of mine, that people here simply won't move me. I'd rather not get involved.

Sea of Marmara at noon. Call to prayer. أوروبا - اسيا View to the Black Sea. Too much staff everywhere. The elegant shisha bar owner. People stopping on the street to see what you're doing. Çemberlitaş. Backgammon in coffee houses. Hakimiyet Allahιndιr. Teşekkür ederim. I want to get on the bus wherever I want and cross the street between moving cars.

I want to stretch my open palm towards him so that he can pick 1,5 lira and hand me two sesame seed pastries. In both my favourite locations you can watch the sea and listen to الله أكبر.