I FOUND ANTALYA
January 22nd 2011 am in a city where no one knows who I am. I sit in the cab and tell the driver to take me ‘wherever’ and he drops me at a place where there is a bit of life in what appeared to be a dead city.
It’s a wonderful feeling. I don’t know where I am and I don’t want to know either.
I keep walking on the streets.
(Entrance of a Bazaar in Centrum)
I am not asking for directions because I donâ
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