TURKEY | Friday, 19 Apr 2013 | Views [439] | Scholarship Entry
The hustle of the street grew weaker as she handed me a velvety bag and smiled politely. Stumbling like a newborn calf, I entered the first room. It was dark, quiet and woody. Three women talking their odd language – the fat, meaty words almost felt spurious ... Read more >
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