A New Perspective

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Mardin is a city unlike any other I’ve seen. It’s a city of nooks and crannies; of cobbled, twisting, narrow lanes; of archways and stone houses rising in layers up a steep mountain. Stone in Mardin, however, is more than just stone. It lives and breathes and guards centuries of secrets. It plays with the sun, changing colors from rose at dawn to honey at dusk. It sings the glory of God and re... Read Full Entry

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