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Cue the dancing girls: They finally emerge from my purse for a moon dance


There is a rustling and a jingling somewhere on the floor.  Sleep holds in gravity against my eyelids, which are leaden and deeply in stasis.  I think “scorpion on the floor.” Karagöz giggles mercilessly in my ear, causing my adrenalin … Continue reading

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Quality time with bikinis, books and the dancing ladies in Bodrum


The year is 2004.  The day is indiscernible between sunshine, jet-lag, enjoying a visit with my boyfriend’s family and on-again, off-again culture shock.  It is mid-afternoon, and I am tanning and reading just steps from the Aegean in a gated … Continue reading

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An interlude in Bursa for Iskander kebap: When the Karagöz puppet troupe stated their intentions


So, just how did I come to be inhabited by these Karagöz puppet characters, anyway?  I am not sure, but I do know that they chose me.  They first began to appear in my dreams, then on the airplane as … Continue reading

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