Imagine Istanbul

We went shopping in the Covered Market. I bought him some blue jeans, a sweatshirt and some shoes. We bought them from Mr. Blue Jeans’ shop and then Mr. Blue Jeans took us to a shoe shop where the Little Boy chose some new shoes. Then we went to a lovely restaurant to have lunch. [...]

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The Little Boy of Istanbul and the waiters of the Café by the Mosque: Of faith and hope and charity Of love, Of conviviality. They were talking among themselves and then one of them said to me, “did you know we were speaking Kurdish? Once this language was forbidden to be spoken in Turkey”. To [...]

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