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[FRAGMENT] Worn Stories

I’ve written before about Istanbul and about my body becoming home when home was thousands of miles away. But I recently wrote a little essay about the shoes that got me across that city and across my fears of loneliness, and it was published by the very cool blog/project, Worn Stories, which was also published as […]

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Notion

Nostalgia

“Soon, nostalgia will be another name for Europe.” — Angela Carter When shadows grow long and light turns rosy near the end of a long summer day, a moment’s respite becomes an opening for the force of wistfulness to move in. It’s a trick of dusk: like lighting on a stage or the right musical cue, our hearts […]

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Place

Ezan

So much of Istanbul straddles two worlds like a strange portal: It is both religious and secular, conservative and progressive, blooming and decaying like fall and spring took hold of each other and didn’t know how to let go. It is ancient and modern, filled with the graves of brazen sultans alongside gleaming sky-high structures, brazen […]

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Notion

Home Body

The lessons of the road are too numerous and novel to catalog or rank with any universal tenor. For instance, a recent road has taught me this: Raki is to be sipped slowly with water and friends. High heels have no place on treacherous Istanbul streets. American music is the great cultural connector. So when a […]

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