flashbacks and so on
I love kips,
kip is english for nap.
the ladies at the hamam befriended me and showed me the knobby massager bed in back which I really liked.
the boys at starbucks introduced me to Turkey's champion chess player who showed me the secret places you have to duck down cool stone steps in order to reach. secret garden. expensive salads.
the germans are friendly and the moon is shining and all the starved pretty things are crawling out from their smokey basement bars to lounge in the summer nights.
istanbul is pretty fucking brilliant, yeah.
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