istanbul is foggy today.
i walked through macka and it felt like a different city.
across from the bosphorus it was pitch dark.
one of the ferries was parked at arnavutkoy, like a ghost ship or something.
i like it when it feels like a different city.
the city where ferries zigzag all day across.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
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i love your outlook.
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