the last wednesday in istanbul we went to Dirty, a club hidden on the sidestreets of Istiklal. On the weekends it is packed, but tonight less then seven people took up the dance floor.
istanbul; last night
our handsome landlord Fehmi.
our other handsom landlord Göhkan with the motorcycle that once took him all the way to India. 
would you like some beer to that thinking? notice christmas decorated tree in the background.
woman in a pink fluffy wig who fell asleep at the table.
Ilayda. the most beautiful girl we have ever met.
boys in the bay.
istanbul; do you miss me?
sunset afternoon at Topkapi Palace.
pirate ships leaving the bay.
turkish dr. Phil on bill boards.
blue mosque winter roses.
candy fluff.
morning walk buildings.
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