My memories of mornings in Istanbul--of prolonged breakfast meals, the sound of sea gulls, the sliver of bright blue on the horizon, and the contours of the skyline-- will have to tide me over for a while.
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My foray into expat life in Cambodia (and back), one glorious haphazard step at a time
this is so lovely. and that breakfast - yum!
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