A winter’s night in Istanbul, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Walking over age old cobblestone Past weathered walls Inscribed with the rough ink of history Past cherished monuments And hidden mysteries All illuminated By the diffused light Of street lights in the mist Winter’s chill is cast away By a cup of hot salep A bag …
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