11 July 2012

DAY ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY EIGHT

last night i made slop, got back some ADORABLY FAST growing kittens, went to a park, went to not watch a movie, went to a parking lot view, went to a tower, a teras, and a speakeasy. one thing i will never miss about istanbul is that every night it's possible to look at how pretty this city is from so many different perspectives.

even photojournalists can be ladies as the women-targeted trash mag pix has helpfully pointed out. 

there's an opera singer in the distance. i change my non-appreciation of the bosphorus view.

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