For all the fine words that I seem to say,
For all the fine clothes that I seem to wear,
For all the fine food that I seem to eat,
and for all the fine people that I meet.
I still sense... my mind yearning,
beseeching,
crying,
and asking...
is this a bad dream,
or just me and my silent scream...
(Sprinkle Joy - Emerson)
...taken in Asmalimescit neighbourhood near Tunel, in Beyoglu...
Istanbul, Turkey...
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