When I was 16, I went to Athens, Greece and from there, by boat and bus, to Istanbul. The bazaar was overwhelming. But, really, it was Hagia Sophia: mosaics, arches, windows, light, shadow, years and years of all kinds of worship and beauty and... and yet people are dying in Turkey. Think of this building, of all the art and work and effort and communities it represents. Keep the memories, look for the light, find the archway that opens for you.
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