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"so what does seam mean?" "dikis" "oo..." my friend show this to me... trash bin (maybe we are fallen apart at the seams)
my Turkish becomes a secret language in Atlanta and I can write whatever I want in a coffee shop of in a bar... (a book by Charles Dickens) (a vain attempt) (working on an autobiographical comic)
"Hmm... are you a student?" "Yes" "Such a wonderful thing!" From his glass cage being a student seems admirable...
This card goes to Senem Aytac. Once I tried to make a collage for her I sat on the carpet in her dining room for a couple hours and tried to come up with an awesome collage with the terrific material she supplied to me. Unfortunately, the collage I made was really ugly. Maybe she likes this one...
The lady sitting at the next table in a cafe kindly offered the Turkish delight which comes with her Turkish coffee to me. She said she loves the coffee but if she eats the delight each time she is going to look like Dumbo.
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