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her name means many things

she tastes of roses

and powdered sugar

her belly

is a quince

by Gamze Şanlı

my map of ‘home’ looks more like a constellation of stars connected by whatever we call aether dark matter spirit connects all the bodies...

maybe sultanahmet is the brain where the memories of the old city live maybe the bosphorus is the veins maybe beyoğlu is the heart...

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