July 4, 2009
At the pier everyone held back, knowing to be polite, but in the tension and the poise you could see that each wished everyone out of the way, and all suppressed (or didn’t have the strength for) the urge to push the rest to the edge and out. The woman behind me sneezed, and my [...]
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February 2, 2009
I bought warm chestnuts from a steaming cart in the empty Aya Sofya Square and walked over to the benches before the Blue Mosque, where there were only three others, sitting on the benches and meditating on the mosque. I shivered in spite of the layers of clothes and marveled at the mosque lit by [...]
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