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deepestwonderlandcloud · 4 years

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Tatli Ask (Sweet Love) (Can & Ozge) - Chapter Five: The Millionaire Client

"What are you thinking about?"

Demet asked Can as they slow danced through 'You Don't Know Me' by Michael Buble. The breeze were blowing through their hair, and Can kissed Demet's forehead.

"Just... me and you, and getting married, and having our four kids running around," Can chuckled. "I'm just so excited for what the future has for us, baby."

Demet laughed and kissed his cheeks.

"What do you want? A boy or a girl?" she whispered.

Can titled his head, thinking.

"That depends on you," Can grinned. "Just as long as you're here with me, Demet, I can get through anything."

"Really?" Demet asked, pulling away, her face suddenly turning serious.

"Then why did you let me die, Can? Why didn't you save me?"

Can sat bolt upright in bed, awaken by the dream. The sunlight's UV rays were now hurting his eyes, and he grabbed the curtain remote and closed the curtains.

A dream. Or a nightmare.

Can shook himself awake, immediately running to the bathroom. Turning the faucet on, he splashed water on his face, the coldness trickling in his skin. He looked at himself in the mirror.

He knew Demet's death wasn't his fault, but he still beat himself up about it. If only he called her... if only he was there... if only... if only...

If only what?

He knew he couldn't have done anything. He also knew blaming himself wouldn't bring her back. Not now. Not ever.

Can composed himself and decided to tour Istanbul for the day. He hadn't been here for three years, after all. He'd forgotten most about the city. He had to get to know it again.

Can took a bath, brushed his teeth, wore his yellow classic fit floral print shirt, side-striped distressed moto skinny jeans, and red and yellow racer sk8-hi vans shoes. He called Halis and told him to take him around Istanbul.

Can smiled as he looked out the window, excited to explore the city.

***

Ozge woke up early to immediately go to their strawberry farm. The Gurel Strawberry Farm has been named as the best strawberry farm in all of Istanbul, and most restaurants buy their strawberries from them.

Their strawberry farm was her father's beloved. He took care of the farm all his life, since it was given to him by Ozge's grandfather too. Kadir Gurel, Ozge's father, loved strawberries until the day he died. And Ozge swore to herself that she would take care of the farm for her father.

Ozge wore her black floral print mini dress, a white scarf, and immediately went to where the farmers were. It was only 8 o'clock in the morning, but there were already twenty baskets of strawberries harvested. Devrim immediately went to Ozge as soon as he saw her.

"Good morning, Ozge," he said, smiling.

"Good morning, Devrim," Ozge said. "Amazing! We already harvested twenty baskets and it's only 8 o'clock in the morning!"

"Well, we have a new client today, Ozge," Devrim said. "A recently opened strawberry restaurant in downtown Istanbul called, 'Strawberry Place.' Apparently, the owner is a multi-millionaire, and has already deposited 10 million liras to us."

"Whoa, that's amazing," Ozge beamed. "I'm already feeling today's gonna be a good day. I can't wait to meet this new client. Is it a man or a woman?"

"A man, I believe. I haven't got a hold of his name. Apparently, he asked for his name to be kept secret from all of us until he meets us two days from now, this Wednesday," Devrim said.

"Quite mysterious," Ozge said. "I can't wait for Wednesday then. Well, Devrim, I'm going to buy more baskets and other gardening supplies at Mall of Istanbul, so I'm gonna be back in a few hours."

"Oh, well, Ozge, can I come with you?" Devrim asked. "I mean, I don't think you'll be able to carry everything yourself, right? Plus, you don't have a car. I can borrow my uncle's truck and we'll go from there."

"Well, if it's okay with you..."

"It's more than okay," Devrim said, the excitement in his voice evident. "I mean, I'd be glad to."

Ozge gave him a small smile and nodded. "Well, lead the way, Devrim."

***

Can went to almost every tourist attraction in Istanbul, getting more and more familiar with the city. Istanbul was, of course, the place he grew up in. He loved everything about Istanbul despite the cons of the city.

It was now 6:00 PM and Can got tired of walking around Topkapi Palace Museum. He felt his phone vibrate and saw he just got a text from Guldem.

'Can, let's have dinner at Mikla Restaurant. Halis knows where it is. See you, son.'

"Halis, Mother says we're having dinner at Mikla Restaurant. Take me there, please," Can said, immediately getting in the limo.

"Certainly, Sir Can," Halis said, going back to the limousine as well.

Can and Halis arrived at Mikla Restaurant in fifteen minutes, shorter if it wasn't for the Istanbul traffic. Can looked around and found Guldem in the balcony, the outside dining part of Mikla. He smiled and waved at Guldem and Guldem smiled back.

Can and Guldem were never really close. Can was closer with his father, Guven Yaman. Guldem never really took the effort to be close with Can too. Even with Guven's death ten years ago. I guess you could say Can and his mother were just civil with each other. Guldem also wasn't against Demet when Can and Demet got together.

Can sat down across Guldem who was already looking at the menu. Can stared t his mother for a while, waiting for a greeting, but she never looked up from the menu. Can smiled and looked at the view of Istanbul from the balcony instead. It was a nice evening, and Mikla was a solemn place. Guldem finally ordered for the both of them and turned to Can.

"How are you, son?" she said, sipping her water.

"I'm okay, Mom. How are you?" Can said.

"I'm good. Busy, as I always am," Guldem chuckled. "How are you holding up since... you know..."

"I'm doing fairly... alright. I've been keeping myself busy for the past three years anyway," Can said, taking a sip of his iced tea.

"Ah. The famous architect, Can Yaman of Bulgaria now back in Istanbul," Guldem said. "I've always been proud of you, son, and you kno I've always loved Demet."

Can nodded. "Thank you, Mom."

After a few minutes, the Rib-Eye Steak with Butter, and Lobster Tails with Garlic Butter have been served. Can took his fork and knife and stabbed the steak.

"So, how are you and Strawberry Place? Have you found a source of where you can get your strawberries?" Guldem asked, as she sliced her steak.

"I have. Already gave 10 million liras for the deposit," Can said, naturally.

"Wow, that's a big investment. Are you sure it's a smart one?" Guldem asked.

"Trust me, Mom. I know what I'm doing."

Guldem smiled. "Well, you're the boss. I have given you Strawberry Place after all. Everything in it is yours. I trust you will make it one of the most famous restaurants in Istanbul."

"Got a long way to go, but I think I will," Can said, smiling confidently. "Honestly, I'm planning to buy the strawberry farm as well. I think it's better if the source was mine, I could avoid a lot of problems."

"That's actually a good plan," Guldem said.

***

"Do we have everything on your list?"

Devrim asked as he loaded a ton of groceries and supplies in the truck. Ozge took out her phone and checked everything on the list.

"Yup, that's all of it," Ozge grinned. "Gosh, I'm hungry!"

Ozge clutched her stomach as she climbed inside the truck. Devrim climbed to the driver's seat and turned the engine on.

"Where shall we eat?" Devrim beamed.

"I've actually always wanted to try this luxury restaurant, Mikla. Let's eat there, Devrim!" Ozge eagerly said.

"Ozge, you know I can't afford that. And I'm not even wearing something nice today. Just a plain shirt, and skinny pants."

"Devrim, are you forgetting that we're best friends? Of course, it's my treat. Besides, what you're wearing is fine! Let's just fix your hair," Ozge said, running her hands through Devrim's hair.

Devrim froze in place, his heart pounding as Ozge's face were inches away from his. He had always liked Ozge, but only from afar. He never knew how to tell her how he felt.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ozge said, already pulling away. She was done fixing his hair.

"I'm fi-fine," Devrim said. "Let's just go to Mikla, shall we?"

"Let's go!" Ozge shouted.

Ozge and Devrim arrived at Mikla after a few minutes. They were escorted by a waiter to their table in the outside dining area of Mikla, the balcony overlooking the city. The breeze made Ozge's mood even better. She was right. Today was a good day. They just had a new multi-millionaire client, the strawberry business was booming, and now, she's dining at one of the best restaurants in Istanbul.

Nothing will ever ruin her night tonight.

The waiter gave Ozge and Devrim their menus and Ozge ordered for both of them since Devrim wasn't familiar with any of the dishes. As they waited for their dishes, Ozge took her scarf off and put it in the table. A strong breeze lifted her scarf off the table and landed on the face of the customer behind them. Ozge gasped and immediately ran to the customer.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Sir---"

Ozge took the scarf off the guy's face and could not believe who it was.

"Mr. Misfortune!" Ozge exclaimed.

"What?" Can asked, still closing his eyes.

"I mean, I'm so sorry, Sir," Ozge turned around and covered her face from Can. "It will never happen again, please enjoy your meal."

She immediately ran to her table and sat down. Thankfully, her chair was facing the other way and her back was turned to Can.

"I can't believe he's here!" Ozge muttered to herself. "Of all the restaurants he could go to in Istanbul, he really chose Mikla! I guess my night just turned for the worse."

"Ozge, are you okay?" Devrim asked.

"I'm not. I have to go to the bathroom, Devrim," she said, getting up.

"But, Ozge, our food will be here any minute."

"I'll be back right away," Ozge said, running to the bathroom.

***

"Are you okay, Can?" Guldem asked, laughing.

"I'm fine, Mom," Can smiled.

Then his phone rang. An unknown number. Can got up and took his phone from the table. Noticing he had garlic butter in his hands, he proceeds to the restroom.

"I'll be back, Mom."

Can paced to the restroom and walked carefully, seeing the 'Wet Floor' sign by the restroom entrance. He got inside, washed his hands, and stopped by the Men's restroom entrance to call the unknown number.

"Hi, who is this?" Can asked through the phone.

"Hi, Mr. Can Yaman," a woman said. "This is Perran Gurel, the owner of Gurel strawberry farm, I just wanna thank you again for your generosity. I was actually thinking of inviting you to a dinner tomorrow night in our place. And I won't take no for an answer."

Perran said, laughing. Can chuckled.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll be there, Mrs. Gurel," Can grinned.

***

"Calm down, Ozge, it's just Can Yaman, no need to get all nervous with that jerk," Ozge muttered to herself, then looking around making sure no one is in the restroom with her. She wouldn't want anyone thinking she's crazy.

Wait, why was she nervous? It's just Mr. Misfortune. She can handle this. Just as long as he doesn't see her.

Ozge slowly opened the restroom's door, only to find Can standing, talking to someone on the phone, in front of the Men's restroom across the Women's restroom. Her eyes widened, and she immediately closed the door.

"What the heck?!" Ozge whispered.

You can do this, Ozge. Just run. He won't see you.

Ozge immediately opened the door, turned on her heel, and made a run for it. What she didn't know was the floor was wet, and having high heels on, she slipped. But the good news was, Can caught her just in time, securing her close to him.

"Ozge?" Can asked.

"Hi, Can," Ozge said, waving her hand.

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manetsgarden · 6 years

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How I, An Incredibly Anxious Traveller, Solo Travelled Through Bulgaria

Nobody really asks, but I can see their eyes secretly wonder “why” when I tell someone I’m travelling to Bulgaria for a little holiday. The short answer is … I don’t really know. It wasn’t because I have some ever-present burning desire to visit Bulgaria. My going to Bulgaria was just a holiday booked on a whim, because Ryanair had a sale. It ended up working out well, but I didn’t have many expectations, let alone knowledge about Bulgaria before I went. I booked it quite simply because I had never been before, and because I had never thought about going. Usually people opt for the opposite.

The short of it is: I booked this holiday because I was homesick. I was still at home when homesickness struck. I was looking out at seven months without a hug from my mom, seven months without laying eyes on my dad, or my dog, or my sisters or brother. Seven months of solitude in Scotland, before my family planned to visit in July — planned but had not (and still have not!) booked yet. And I was sad, and I already missed everyone, and I wanted to go to New York over March Break, so I could meet up with my mom and sister. (It’s cheaper to fly to New York than Thunder Bay, not cheap, but cheaper).

Then, my sister told me not to. Not because she didn’t want me there but because, in her words: “If you live in Europe you should be going somewhere in Europe that you’ve never been to before, and take advantage of how close you are to new places, and how cheap it is to travel, rather than spending a lot of money to going across the Atlantic to somewhere you’ve been to tons of times.” So I went to Skyscanner and I saw a cheap flight to Sofia and I thought, ‘huh, I’ve never thought about going to Bulgaria before,’ and then I booked it.

The flight cost me 52GBP. I then started looking at Airbnbs and came across the most beautiful little apartment, with glowing reviews, for $32CAD/night and booked it. I was set. A little holiday in Sofia, Bulgaria. I pictured old Soviet style buildings mixed in with Orthodox churches. I envisioned a quaint, old town style city that was quiet, calm, and comfortable.

I started to look into things to do and realised I could do day trips to Macedonia and Serbia! I realised how close Sofia is to other Balkan countries and immediately started looking into getting my International Drivers Permit so I could rent a car and road trip. I looked at doing the day trips, but they were too pricey for one person (I’m talking like three hundred pounds!). I went through the process. I took passport pictures, I sent them to my dad, he took them to CAA, he got my IDP, he sent it to me, I booked a car. I planned on spending a day in Sofia, and then doing day trips to Skopje, Niš, and Thessaloniki. And then I got to the rental pick up and they said I couldn’t cross borders. Cool.

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As planned, I spent my first day in Sofia. It was weird. I remembered as I was leaving that, while I haven’t been really badly anxious in awhile, I have a long history of travel anxiety. Exactly five years ago I was just south of Bulgaria, in Greece. It was a school trip, and I almost didn’t go because I was so anxious. I spent seven months before that trip going to counselling specifically so that I could go on it. I threw up the morning we left, I spent the day crying to my family in Toronto, and then I got on the plane headed overseas, and in the end I was fine. The first time I actually properly travelled alone was in October 2018, when I went hiking in Ireland. Except one of my closest friends lives in Dublin, so it hardly counts because I knew I could go to her if I needed her.

And then I found myself alone in Bulgaria, apparently in my homesick, adventurous spirit state, I forgot to factor in my anxiety disorder. Weirdly, it was relatively OK. I walked around the city centre, I bought postcards, I sat in the sun, in a park, I went and got coffee, I sat in the park some more. I bailed on all of my walking tours because my feet hurt, (but lowkey because I was afraid to talk to people) and I went back to my Airbnb early. I ate granola and yogurt for dinner because I was too stressed to go out and try to tackle the language barrier to get myself a proper dinner. Try again tomorrow.

The second day I picked up my car. I went for groceries at Lidl and then I tackled the metro, taking it out to the airport, and then I realised I could easily have just managed with the metro alone. But the car was already booked, so off I went! I picked up the keys, sat in the drivers seat, gave myself a pep talk, reminded myself of the ‘how to drive in a roundabout’ videos I had watched on Youtube the night before, started the ignition and drove off. And it. Was. Fine. Since I couldn’t cross borders, I drove to the Rila Monastery. Tucked into the mountains, it’s one of the oldest (maybe the oldest) Orthodox monastery in the world. I’m not religious, I was raised Catholic, and I don’t majorly care about these things but I thought it might be cool so I went. And it was cool.

I drove on the highway (very fast, might I add!) and I drove on tiny side streets and I drove up the mountain and it took me two whole hours because I took so many wrong turns. I was constantly stressed about my phone (my navigation) dying. But I made it. There was snow on the ground that people were ice-picking at so that it would melt. I went into the church, I saw monks, I paid to visit the museum and saw some icons (housing some relics!), and I got to be in the mountains and breath in the forest air. I bought some postcards, then I did one whole sign of the cross and then I left. I think I spent less than an hour there, but I was tired and hungry so I went back to my Airbnb, it took me only an hour and a half to get back to Sofia that time around. When I got to the Airbnb, parking was a total nightmare. My driveway backed on to a tiny side street, I had to back in, through the gates of the drive, while not hitting the car parked on the single lane street. It took a solid 10 minutes, and after I was thoroughly humiliated by anyone who might be watching, I decided not to take the car out again until I was leaving.

On my third day I explored Sofia some more. I gave myself a morning pep talk, consisting of a lot of ‘you’re only in Sofia for today, make the most of it, just barrel on full steam ahead, don’t let the language barrier get to you. It’s fine.’ So I googled ‘best coffee in Sofia’ and headed off to the first hit. I walked through new parts of the city centre, saw new churches, new parks, new shops, and I walked far and wide. I shopped a bit, I ate a bit, and then I went for a nap. But I would not be defeated by the restaurant situation, so I forced myself to go out and get dinner. For context, I am realising as I write this, restaurants are a no-go for my anxiety. Nowadays, after a lot of hard work, I don’t really think much about eating out, but when I first went to counselling it was the first thing we worked on in exposure therapy, and suddenly it makes sense to me why I was so reluctant to try to figure out how to eat out in Sofia. Regardless, it happened, I had a yummy salad and hummus and coffee and it was grand.

Sunday was my fourth and final day. I woke up exhausted. Tired of having to figure everything out myself, tired of having so many thoughts and no one to express them to, and just tired because the hosts of the Airbnb had been listening to salsa music late into the night. I decided to try driving to Plovdiv for a bit to explore. It took about an hour and a half to get there, and then about another 45 minutes to try to find parking. I found a spot that I’m not sure I was allowed to park in, and when I got out I felt defeated. I didn’t want to try to find fun things to do, I was already looking forward to going gas station shopping on the way back to Sofia so I thought ‘that’s it, you’re enjoying driving, just drive.’

So I drove through Plovdiv, and then I headed back to Sofia Airport, I enjoyed the gas station stop, and then I returned my car. Then I spent the rest of my last day at Sofia Airport, reading one of those airport-mystery books that I had picked up in Edinburgh Airport on my way out. It was a quiet, cozy Sunday, very relaxing, and it just so happened that I spent it at Sofia Airport.

Moral of the story: There is no ‘right way’ to travel, it’s YOUR holiday, just do whatever you want! If you’re tired at three pm and you want to have a lay down, do that. It’s okay. You’re not missing anything other than hurting your feet and making yourself kind of miserable and grouchy for the next day. If you’re somewhere and you decide you’re done, if you want to sit in a park, or a cafe, or all you want to do is food tour after food tour, do it. Don’t bother with trying to do what other people are doing when they’re travelling, unless it looks like something you want to do. If you try it and realise it’s not what you want to do: that’s okay. Loads of people will read through this and think “well that’s kind of a waste of time” but I feel like I made the most of my trip! I saw tons of new places, had new experiences, but I don’t feel drained now that I’m home. I had the right balance of adventure and exploration, and rest and relaxation.

The only picture of my face in Bulgaria

Solo travelling selfies, am I right?

So what was Bulgaria like?

In terms of Sofia + Bulgaria

Sofia is nice, Bulgaria is nice. Sofia is so much bigger than expected, and Bulgaria even more so. Sofia did have Soviet architecture, and Orthodox churches, but it also had very Cuban-esque run down architecture, and a handful of western shops and then a lot of random other shops. It had a lot of greenspace, and a lot of people, but not a TON of tourists (at least not English-speakers). There are mountains everywhere, and it was warmer than expected. Not everyone speaks English, in all the touristy areas they’ll try, or they’ll do what they can to make it work. I found that people, generally, weren’t super friendly like I’m used to, people don’t smile at you in the street if you don’t smile first, and check-out workers are generally in a bad mood (but who can blame them).

In terms of driving

Don’t drive in Bulgaria if you are not a confident driver. I have anxiety problems, yes, but I’m a good driver. I am a bit of a risky driver, but I’m a good driver, and those are the two things (it turns out) that you need in order to not die or crash while driving in Bulgaria. Highways are lawless, you need to know how to use them, and you need to simultaneously be both an aggressive and defensive driver. It was actually kind of perfect for my driving style. There are tons of beautiful views everywhere, and tons of wild drivers doing weird things too, which constantly made me want to have someone in the passenger seat.

Have you solo travelled? Are you an anxious traveller? Have you put the two together yet? Talk with me about it in the comments!

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hkpeng · 2 years

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Uroš Weinberger: Metaverse 6 – 27 May 2022 opening: 6 May, at 7 pm Exhibition curator: Mojca Grmek Uroš Weinberger is a well-established visual artist on the Slovenian art scene and beyond, who is primarily concerned with figurative painting, mainly creating paintings, drawings and murals, occasionally also installations. His works are always made in response to current social events and he is particularly interested in the relationship between reality and fiction. Within this framework, he explores one way or another of constructing reality in the context of various ideologies, political or economic interests, and scientific and technological achievements. This research, as everyday life increasingly takes place in a computer environment and on the Internet, has recently led him to create virtual worlds in which there are no longer any fixed boundaries between reality and fiction, and the distinction between the two is completely arbitrary. The process of creating Weinberger's paintings has been the same for years. For his works, the artist usually uses already existing images from contemporary communication media such as various publications (newspapers, magazines), television and the Internet, or specialist and art literature and film. He tears images out of their original context and assembles them into new wholes (digital collage), which he then transfers to medium- or large-format canvases. He uses different painting techniques, often on the same canvas. In his earlier works (2008–2013) he often combined nebulous areas of colour in the background with drawn figures in the foreground, while around 2015 one and the other gradually began to crumble, until, in the most recent works (2018–2022), this dissolved into a completely "pixelated" world – here, figures with more or less blurred silhouettes stand in a space of nebulous colour dots and dashes, which in some places combine to form recognisable landscape elements such as apartment blocks or trees, and in other places fantastic grid structures or spaceships. In this world, it is not entirely clear where and when the figures merge into space (and vice versa), because everything is permeated by the same fluid matter and the unreal, luminous light that reminds us of a computer screen, which is why we associate it with the virtual. On this occasion, the exhibition focuses on the virtual, which is already announced by the title Metaverse. (According to Wikipedia, the term is made up of the prefix meta and the word universe and refers to a network of 3D virtual worlds focused on social connection.) In it, Weinberger presents works in which we only find images from real life here and there, since spaces with unusual growth, condensed atmosphere and glowing light are inhabited by figures in spacesuits whose faces we do not see, who are busy with tasks whose purpose we do not understand. Are these people in a distant future? Or in a distant space? Are these perhaps the avatars who represent us in virtual worlds? And if so, is their virtual world our potential or just virtual reality? ──────────── Uroš Weinberger (1975) holds a bachelor’s and a master’s degree in Painting from the Academy of Fine Arts and Design in Ljubljana. He continued his studies at the Academy in Sofia, Bulgaria, and participated in artist residencies in Berlin and Freising. He has received several awards and recognitions for his work, including the Student Prešeren Award (2001) and the Recognition Award for Significant Artworks of the University of Ljubljana (2018). He lives and works as an independent visual artist in Ljubljana. http://urosweinberger.com/ The Hiša kulture in Pivka programme is co-financed by the Ministry of Culture of the Republic of Slovenia and the Municipality of Pivka. Uroš Weinberger's projects are co-financed by the Municipality of Novo mesto.

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covid19updater · 3 years

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COVID19 Updates: 03/24/2021

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UK: UK'S PRIME MINISTER JOHNSON: THERE IS AN ISSUE ABOUT WHETHER WE SHOULD APPLY MORE STRINGENT MEASURES TO LORRY DRIVERS BRINGING GOODS INTO THE UK. In December it was the French who wanted to stop vehicles entering from the UK for fears of the UK variant spreading in France. Today it's the Brits who are concerned about vehicles coming from France because of the South Africa variant...

NYC: Nail Salon Workers and the COVID Pandemic: One Year Later LINK

Syria: Syria is sending oxygen to Lebanon, where 1,000 patients are on respirators in the country’s hospitals and emergency supplies are close to running out, Reuters reports ministers from both countries as saying

Jordan: Jordan’s biggest cemetery struggling, as suffers surge in Covid-19 deaths over last 2 months. 50 people buried Tuesday at cemetery on outskirts of Amman, a day after record 109 deaths reported. Surge attributed to more transmissible UK covid variants;

India: BREAKING—due to surging #COVID19 cases, India has frozen all major exports of AstraZeneca #COVIDVaccine made by Serum Institute of India, world’s biggest vaccine-maker, to meet domestic demand as infections rise. This will also delay supplies to COVAX.

World: They Had Mild Covid. Then Their Serious Symptoms Kicked In.A new study illuminates the complex array of neurological issues experienced by people months after their coronavirus infections. LINK

Brazil: Brazil Is Looking Like The Worst Place On Earth For COVID-19 LINK

France: FRANCE REPORTS 65,373 NEW CORONAVIRUS CASES IN 24 HOURS

Canada: Brazil #P1 variant surging in British Columbia . How much? 92% (140/152) of all #P1 in Canada are in BC. BC has over 2x the number of #P1 than entire USA combined (61). BC found more new #P1 (+30) yesterday **in 1 day than Florida has entire pandemic**. #COVID19

Brazil: ‘Brazil is suffocating’: COVID surge creates severe oxygen crisis LINK

RUMINT (California): The "it's almost over and life will be normal again" narrative seems to be bought in to by a lot folks around the Inland Empire. Simply anecdotal but at Kaiser yesterday in Riverside. Wow, first at 10:00 a.m. crowded like before C19, parking a real challenge at this time. For awhile it was nice but not now. Next going into the one building the outside 6 ft spacing stickers were gone. The security guard was checking why people were there and asking any covid symptoms (like someone isn't going to lie haha). Then everyone and there mother was crowding into elevators, distance not so much. Fun times waiting to see the ophthalmologist. Wait room and hall packed. One guy had his mask below his nose, made me want to pull it up, but I didn't. Then as the wait room thinned out went in and sat 6 ft from a guy waiting to see the same doctor and a little ole lady comes out of the dr office and says oh I can sit here, right next to me. So I said sure you can and got up and went to stand in the hall. GMAB. People were talking about covid. A women said she and her daughter had Covid in December, she lost taste and smell and had most back but not all (in March). Then she and others agreed IT'S GOTTA BE ALMOST OVER because of the vaccines (which she is planning on getting and another guy in the room) and because swimming pools and schools are opening up here so it must mean it's about over. (People just don’t get it...)

Germany: Germany COVID update: Daily caseload at highest level since January, up 27% vs. last Wednesday - New cases: 20,773 - Positivity rate: 8.3% - In hospital: 12,709 (+306) - In ICU: 3,205 (+48) - New deaths: 204

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Feb 2006 Days 4 and 5 – cruise up the Bosphoros to Anadolu Kavagi and departure to BG and RO

EN Hi everyone, today we will have some sunlight, take a ferry north from Eminönü to Anadolu Kavagi with many stops along the way, enjoy a lahmacun and soup, get money out of an ATM, get to Sirkeci station for the night train and miss out on a whirling dervish performance and end the day by getting out of the train for an exit passport stamp.

Herkese merhaba, bugün biraz güneş ışığı alacak, Eminönü'nden kuzeye vapurla Anadolu Kavağı'na gidecek, lahmacun ve çorbanın tadını çıkaracak, ATM'den para alacağız, gece treni için Sirkeci istasyonuna gideceğiz ve kaçıracağız semazen gösterisinde ve çıkış pasaportu pulu için trenden inerek günü sonlandırın.

Здравейте всички, днес ще имаме малко слънчева светлина, ще вземем ферибот на север от Eminönü до Anadolu Kavagi с много спирки по пътя, насладете се на лахмакун и супа, вземете пари от банкомат, стигнете до гара Sirkeci за нощния влак и пропуснете на въртящо се дервишко представяне и завършете деня, като излезете от влака за печат за изходен паспорт.

Salut tuturor, astăzi vom avea puțină lumină solară, vom lua un feribot spre nord de la Eminönü la Anadolu Kavagi cu multe opriri de-a lungul drumului, savurăm un lahmacun și o supă, scoatem bani dintr-un bancomat, ajungem la stația Sirkeci pentru trenul de noapte și pierdem la un spectacol de derviș rotitor și încheiați ziua ieșind din tren pentru o ștampilă de pașaport de ieșire.

Поздрав свима, данас ћемо имати мало сунчеве светлости, трајектом северно од Еминону-а до Анадолу Каваги-а са много успутних стајалишта, уживати у лахмацуну и супи, извући новац из банкомата, доћи до станице Сиркеци за ноћни воз и пропустити на вртлог дервишке представе и завршите дан изласком из воза за излазни печат пасоша.

Üdvözlet mindenkinek, ma napsütésünk lesz, komppal indulunk Eminönütől északra Anadolu Kavagi-ba, sok megállóval az út mentén, élvezzünk egy lahmacun-t és levest, szerezzünk pénzt egy ATM-ből, érjünk el az éjszakai vonatra Sirkeci állomásra és hagyjuk ki örvénylő dervis előadáson, és úgy fejezze be a napot, hogy kiszáll a vonatból egy kilépési útlevél bélyegzőért.

Ahoj všichni, dnes si dáme trochu slunečního světla, pojedeme trajektem na sever z Eminönü do Anadolu Kavagi s mnoha zastávkami, pochutnáváme si na lahmacunu a polévce, vyděláváme peníze z bankomatu, dostáváme se na stanici Sirkeci na noční vlak a zmeškáme na vířícím dervišském představení a den zakončíte vystoupením z vlaku pro razítko výstupního pasu.

Hallo allerseits, heute haben wir etwas Sonnenlicht, nehmen eine Fähre nördlich von Eminönü nach Anadolu Kavagi mit vielen Haltestellen auf dem Weg, genießen ein Lahmacun und eine Suppe, holen Geld aus einem Geldautomaten, fahren zum Bahnhof Sirkeci für den Nachtzug und verpassen es auf einer wirbelnden Derwischvorstellung und beenden Sie den Tag, indem Sie aus dem Zug aussteigen, um einen Ausreisestempel zu erhalten.

Today is Sunday the 12th February 2006. This would be my last day in Turkey. I thought the previous day, why not to take a cruise up the Bosphoros? Hopefully the weather will be nice. Well at least in the morning it was.

About 7 AM I had breakfast and then went to Eminönü to catch the ferry to Anadolu Kavagi. It cost about $ 15.00 round trip. The ride up would take at least an hour and a half, as it would stop at five different places, either on the European side or the Asian side. I remember doing something similar with my parents in the 1970s, and back then it was easy to tell the European side from the Asian side.

The ferry was ready to board about 9 AM. It was better to be inside for most of the time, than to be on the outside except for the more interesting stops. The weather at Eminönü was nice, the clouds were not particularly thick, but when the ferry passed Rumeli Hisari, coulds thickened up and it started to snow. The next half hour it snowed but did not ice up the Bosphoros. We stopped about four more times before ending up at Anadolu Kavagi. Anadolu Kavagi is a tourist town on the Asian side, and has a military base. For lunch I went to a small restaurant on Dolay Ck. I ordered a lentil soup, lahmacun, and an Ayran, which is a yogurt drink. I watched the snowfall outside the restaurant.

I wanted to get a good view of the Bosphoros, so I walked up Cafer Baba. I saw the nearby hills covered with snow. I could not stay much longer. That was the last time I saw snow in Asia.

I wanted to buy some provisions for the night's train travel, and I was running out of money. I found an ATM but it was inside the military base. I asked permission to enter just to use the ATM. The gentleman was very nice to allow me to enter, and once I withdrew my money, I left and went back into town.

Once I returned to town, I bought some Efes beers and snacks for the night's train ride. I also bought a copy of the day's edition of the "Hürriyet" newspaper, even if I could not speak Turkish. To end, I had a couple of glasses of tea until it was time for the return journey. The journey took an hour and a half to get back to Eminönü. I took the tram back to Sultanahmet and walked back to the hotel. I asked for a ride to Sirkeci station, and someone volunteered to take me for 10 Lira, not a bad deal. I packed up my belongings and about 6:30 PM I was at Sirkeci station.

There was one last thing I wanted to do, but it would possibly make me miss my train from Sirkeci station to Bucharest. I had supper, a lahmacun with seasoned onions and ayran, then took my luggage to the car where my compartment was located. I had the compartment all to myself. The train did not have a restaurant car of its own. I had a sink and mirror and electric outlet. The bathrooms were down the hall. The train left Sirkeci station about 8:30 PM for the border at Kapikule, close to both the Bulgarian and Greek borders. It seemed a bit slow, despite being an electrified route.

I went to sleep for a while until about 2 AM when the conductor knocked on my door to let me know that we were approaching the border and that everyone had to exit the train, in spite of the cold weather. Everyone had to leave the train, line up at the customs building, get a "Cikis" stamp for exiting, and board the train again. It was good to get back on the train. The train passed Kapikule and crossed into Bulgaria.

At Kapikule the electrification ended (there is a project to extend electrification to Bulgarian national rail standard) and thus the locomotives were switched from there until Dimitrovgrad where the electrification resumed. When the train approached Kapitan Andreevo, the Bulgarian custom guards boarded, knocked on the compartment doors, saying "Passport control", and reading aloud passport numbers by walkie talkie. My passport record was clean and I was given an entry stamp into Bulgaria. It must have been about 4 AM when the train went on to Svilengrad, Dimitrovgrad, Shumen and Ruse. About 8 AM I bought a cup of coffee for two euro. I received a cup of coffee and a CFR (Romanian railways) packet of sugar. That was the only "food and drink" I received that entire ride. The train ride was very long, with an electric locomotive from Dimitrovgrad to Ruse, where it was swapped out with a diesel train to go to Giurgiu in Romania. I also received an exit stamp at Ruse. The train went along and crossed the Danube into Giurgiu, Romania.

At Giurgiu, the train stopped for about an hour. The weather looked fine, sunny with few clouds. But the weather could change at any moment. The Romanian customs agents took my passport into an office and I was worried for about half an hour. I eventually received it back, with an entry stamp. The train left maybe 6 PM and arrived at Bucharest Gara de Nord around 7:30 PM, and it started snowing.

If you come to Bucharest, always be careful of scammers. Particularly luggage handlers and taxi drivers. If you can use public transportation, know how to get to and from your hotel and do not ever depend on the luggage handlers or taxi drivers, as they can demand outrageous fees. For example a taxi ride should cost less than $ 10.00. Sometimes a person can be charged $ 30.00 or $40.00, maybe more. I did end up at my hotel, although with $ 30.00 less cash than I expected.

It was cold and I did not really want to go out that night. The hotel had a restaurant and I ordered some soup and an Ursus beer. Ursus is one of the major beer brands in Romania. Then I went to sleep.

Next adventure – the Bucharest metrou, Piata Unirii and the Ceausescu presidential building, the infamous O-Zone song on CD, supplement for the sleeper for Sofia BG

Sıradaki macera - Bükreş metrosu, Piata Unirii ve Ceausescu başkanlık binası, CD'deki rezil O-Zone şarkısı, Sofia BG için uyuyan için ek

Следващо приключение - метрото в Букурещ, Piata Unirii и президентската сграда на Чаушеску, скандалната песен O-Zone на CD, добавка за спалния за София BG

Următoarea aventură - metrou bucureștean, Piața Unirii și clădirea prezidențială Ceaușescu, cântecul celebru O-Zone pe CD, supliment pentru dormitor pentru Sofia BG

Следећа авантура - метро у Букурешту, Пиата Унирии и председничка зграда Чаушескуа, злогласна песма О-Зоне на ЦД-у, додатак за спа��ање за Софију БГ

Következő kaland - a bukaresti metrou, a Piata Unirii és a Ceausescu elnöki épülete, a hírhedt O-Zone dal CD-n, kiegészítés Szófia BG alvójához

Další dobrodružství - metra v Bukurešti, Piata Unirii a prezidentská budova Ceausescu, nechvalně známá píseň O-Zone na CD, doplněk pro pražce pro Sofii BG

Nächstes Abenteuer - die U-Bahn von Bukarest, Piata Unirii und das Präsidentengebäude von Ceausescu, das berüchtigte O-Zone-Lied auf CD, Zuschlag für den Schlafwagen von Sofia BG

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Severe well-being measures and lockdown usage have at long last paid off as the world the travel industry is, at last, getting some movement. Over the globe, individuals are presently contemplating whether they can visit their #1 objections and assuming this is the case, when?

Would you be able to make a trip to Turkey? Peruse along to find out about heading out to this land where the East meets the West in the midst of Coronavirus.

Who can head out to Turkey?

Turkey has returned its property, ocean, and air fringes to all worldwide sightseers from June 12. However long you meet the Turkish migration rules, you can have a place with any identity and fly to Turkey.

Contingent upon your nation of cause and motivation behind the visit, you may travel sans visa, with an e-visa or sticker visa. On appearance, you'd need to round out the traveler finder structure, and regardless of your place of arrival, you can visit the nation during your stay without the need to isolate.

Starting on July 26, travelers from a few nations were banned from entering Turkey's global outskirts. While limitations may have been lifted in certain spots, unfamiliar sightseers are prohibited (for instance, Iran to Turkey) from a portion of these nations till September or further notification. Flights are suspended incidentally or are yet to begin in a significant number of these spots.

The total rundown of 48 nations for which Turkey right now has both planned and non-booked flights are Albania, Algeria, Austria, Azerbaijan, Bangladesh, Belarus, Belgium, Benin, Bosnia-Herzegovina, Bulgaria, Canada, China, Croatia, Denmark, Egypt, France, Djibouti, Germany, Greece, Hong Kong, Indonesia, Ireland, Israel, Italy, Ivory Coast, Jordan, Kosovo, Kuwait, Lebanon, Libya, Luxembourg, Mauritania, Moldova, Morocco, North Macedonia, Poland, Qatar, Russia, Senegal, Serbia, Somalia, Sweden, Switzerland, the Netherlands, the U.K., the U.S., the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus (TRNC) and Ukraine.

Nearly 44 different nations (absolute 92) are to join the rundown from October.

Indeed, even travel alerts in Turkey's traveler zones have been lifted by the administrations around the globe. Izmir, Aydin, Antalya, and Mugla, for instance, are no longer in Germany's movement admonitions warning from August 4.

Do I have to isolate after I arrive in Turkey?

Right now, there are no necessities of isolation for those making a trip to Turkey. It would be best if you went through a temperature check and well-being observing at the takeoff terminal. If you show the side effects of the illness, you should go through the swab test. At the air terminal, the well-being authorities test the examples in labs inside the air terminal premises and convey the outcomes inside five hours. An expense of TL 250 or 33 USD is charged.

In case you're an outsider and test positive, you will be accompanied to a private emergency clinic alluded by the Service of Wellbeing – Outskirt Well-being Unit. The voyager must hand out charges for treatment and stay. For Turkish returnees, isolate in state-run emergency clinics will follow, subsequently prompting obligatory isolate.

While you needn't bother with any isolate during your visit to Turkey, the equivalent may differ from nation to nation on your bring venture back. For example, Germany requires a negative RT-PCR test report gave n sooner than 48 hours before flying back to Germany from Turkey.

It might soon additionally be added to the U.K.'s isolate list if the disease rate in Turkey increases over 20 for every 100,000 individuals (right now, the number is 18.5 instead of July's 15.8). As of September 15, the nation is still on the U.K.'s protected travel hall list.

There are a few time limit guidelines set up. For example, over 65 are not permitted to remain outside between 8 pm, and 10 am each day. While this applies to just inhabitants, foreign nationals visiting Turkey are absolved from the guideline. Thus, on the off chance that you are a returning inhabitant to your nation, this is relevant. Be that as it may, if Turkish residents over 65 years of age wish to go inside the country, they can do so by taking a unique grant from the Inside's Service.

Are there trips to Turkey?

Turkish Aircraft, the nation's public transporter, ease transporter Pegasus Aircrafts, Sun Express, alongside other air transporters worldwide, are working flights and getting travelers to Turkey. Air terminals accepting worldwide guests include:

ESB – Ankara Air terminal

AYT – Antalya Air terminal

IST – Istanbul Air terminal

SAW – Istanbul Sahiban Gokcen

DLM – Dalaman Air terminal

BJV – Bodrum Air terminal

ADB – Izmir Air terminal

Since flights are dependent upon immediate changes, travelers are encouraged to counsel their picked Aircraft before setting up for their site or on Wego.

All travelers deboarding at Turkey's worldwide air terminals must wear covers unsurpassed. Whenever you got without a veil anyplace in 81 regions of Turkey, a fine of 900 lira (122.5 USD roughly) will be required upon people, the two nationals, and outsiders.

Is it safe to head out to Turkey?

The nation has received the Protected The travel industry Confirmation Program, an aggregate activity by the Service of Transport, Culture and The travel industry Service, and the Unfamiliar Service. Since April, air terminals, air transporters, and other vehicle mediums inside the nation, alongside bars, eateries, and convenience offices who adhere to the standard well-being and cleanliness necessities, are confirmed by global establishments.

The air terminals are taking each conceivable measure to guard staff and vacationers. Baggage sterilization X-beam office, individual insurance hardware candy machines, contactless security checks, and so forth are set up. The Istanbul Air terminal, for example, has U.V. autonomous robots who clean the terminal structure thoroughly. You will discover the iGA Cleanliness group working nonstop to guarantee that everybody is following social removing measures.

FAQs"

1.Who can venture out to Turkey now?

Turkey has returned its territory, ocean, and air outskirts to all global sightseers from June 12.

2.Do I have to isolate on the off chance that I travel to Turkey?

There are at present no prerequisites of isolation for those heading out to Turkey.

3. What are the trying methods when I show up in Turkey?

It would be best if you went through a temperature check and well-being observing at the takeoff terminal. It would be best to go through the swab test on the off chance that you show manifestations of the sickness.

4. Are there trips to Turkey now?

Indeed, air transporters over the world are working flights and getting travelers to Turkey.

5. Is it safe to go to Turkey now?

The nation has embraced the Sheltered The travel industry Accreditation Program, guaranteeing that public offices keep the standard well-being and cleanliness necessities.

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

This project is the first in a series of our annual program entiteled Eastern European Women Artists Collaborate. It embodies RACC’s mission to foster an international crreative spirit through cross-cultural and interdisciplinary endeavors.

This exhibition is the result of the combined efforts of seven pairs of cutting edge Bulgarian and American women artists. This exciting and collaborative project incorporates the art and life experience of artists from two worlds: post-Soviet Eastern Europe, with its difficult and unstable transition to democracy, and the United States. For the first time, Bulgarian women artists living in a predominately patriarchal society deeply influenced by three centuries of Ottoman rule meet American women artists representing post-feminist society.

In coming together, the participants personalities, psychological and cultural singularity, communication skills and individual circumstances have come to light, which, in turn, they have aspired to express in their art.

Project Proposal:

The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Women carry all the weight of daily reality and the burden of the most conservative habits of their societies. Their role is a litmus test. We are inviting a group of cutting edge Bulgarian women artists from the rural and remote region in South-Eastern Europe. Bulgaria belongs to the former Soviet coalition where progressive changes are not easily going and are linked to various unstable processes. Its population is dominantly Slavic and carries in its heritage deep traces of the three century Ottoman Empire presence. It made an essential impact on the women’s position in the society and their self estimate. Today Bulgaria is a predominantly male country with undefined possibilities for women.

Seven Bulgarian women artists belong to the generation that came to the art scene in the early 90’s. They graduated from art schools, mostly National Academy of Fine Arts in Sofia, and work in different media. Their position as artists and women is strongly articulated in their works through philosophical approach, aesthetic representation and feminine issues in modern world. They work in the progressive media specifically for this region such as installation, video and photo assemblage.

Each of them has her own history in efforts to establish herself as an artist . They actively participate in the national and international exhibits, conceptual projects and performances trying to develop their art approaches up to date. The group of seven was organized to join the efforts in supporting their personal goals and women artists’ position. As a result of their activities are series of Annual group exhibitions in the prestigious halls in Sofia and in the country. The group that is well established now in Bulgaria and frequently was shown in Europe, has no much opportunities to introduce their art beyond their country and in the US.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

The important part of our project is to give Eastern European women artists a chance to learn and to experience American art, public, and reality. What makes this program distinct from others is that this is a life artistic collaboration, and the artists are coming to the US for the first time from the country which is underrepresented on the world cultural scene. It wi ll benefit the both sides: Bulgarian and American women artists, giving them new experience, feelings and knowledge. Together they will obtain a possibility to be introduced and to develop their establishment in American art and public scenes. It would be unique contribution of regional artistic heritage and injection of different vision. American public would be also benefited through exhibitions, workshops and conference, interactive lectures and educational programs. It would also help update the Amarican image among the former Soviet satellites.

The participating Bulgarian women artists – Tania Abajieva, Nadia Genova, Alla Georgieva, Nadezhda Oleg Lyahova, Elena Panayotova, Adelina Popnedeleva, Monica Romenska, will collaborate in New York with American women artists – Michele Beck, Irina Danilova, Akiko Ichikawa, Brigitta Lund, Thelma Mathias, Sue Muskat, and Suzy Surek.

Another goal of this project is to build the international women artists network that will support the development of women’s art in their countries and throughout the globe, as well as to further expose the artists and their cultural heritage. Also, the New York based project will unite American artists of different origin with their Eastern European counterparts that will emphasize the role of New York art scene both as a melting pot and a capital of contemporary art.

The project will be hosted at the studios and gallery space of the Elizabeth Foundation for the Arts at 323 West 39th Street, at the very center of New York -Times Square district, in the Fall 2000. The Bulgarian – American artists’ collaboration will start on October 15 and will result in the exhibition – November, 2 through November 30, 2000. The Exhibition will be open four weeks, 6 days a week from 11 AM through 5 PM. It will be free of charge.

In conjuction with the exhibition we are preparing the conference, workshops, public discussions and educational tours. After the conclusion of the project in the United States it will travel to Bulgaria.

The Exhibition opening and special events will be attended by the Consul General of Bulgaria and the Consul General of the Russian Federation, representatives of New York City Department of Cultural Affairs, city officials.

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bulgariatours · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

Project Proposal:

The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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bulgariaadvice · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

Project Proposal:

The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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Tatli Ask (Sweet Love) (Can & Ozge) - Chapter Four: Strawberry Champagne

Ozge paced back and forth trying to see if a taxi passes by. The road was all too lonely. She couldn't believe he'd really speed off and leave her!

"I hope your car breaks down, Mr. Architect!" Ozge exclaimed.

The streets were already silent in this part of the city. The eerie, cold breeze kissed Ozge's skin and it made her shiver. She wrapped her scarf around her shoulders in an attempt to keep herself warm. The sky, however, were full of stars. It almost made the whole thing beautiful, except for the fact that she was alone in the streets, with no ride, no one to accompany her, and has a fifty-one percent chance that she could get mugged by thugs in the area.

Ozge started to get scared and took out her phone. And feeling as if the odds were not in her favor, her phone had died. She had forgot to charge it while she was on the plane.

"Seriously?" she muttered to herself. "I swear this is all because of Can Yaman. Misfortune has fallen upon me because of Mr. Misfortune himself."

What on earth am I going to do now?

"Ozge?" a voice asked.

Ozge turned around to see who it was. She smiled when she saw her childhood friend, Devrim Ataman, in his motorcycle.

Devrim Ataman is Ozge's childhood friend. He has also been working in the Gurel Strawberry Farm for as long as she could remember. He had been there through everything Ozge experienced in her childhood. Even through her father's death. Devrim had been her companion.

"Devrim! I'm so glad to see you!" she said, hugging him.

Devrim hugged her back, lingering. She pulled away and smiled at him.

"Ozge, why are you still here? Did you just get back from Bulgaria?" Devrim asked.

"I did! And unfortunately, I can't call or text my cousins to pick me up since my phone just died. Can you please take me home, Devrim?" she said, holding his hand.

"Of course, Ozge. Hop on," he said, giving Ozge a helmet.

Ozge promptly rode on the back of the motorcycle, hugging Devrim from behind. He smiled, making sure she was holding onto him. Then they rode off.

***

Can kept looking at the rearview mirror, wondering if Ozge was alright.

Maybe I should go back, he thought. I mean, it's already 9 PM, she could get mugged by random thugs in the area.

Ugh. Whatever. She said she'd be fine on her own.

But what if she isn't? What if she was in danger?

"Hey, Halis," Can said, talking to his driver. "She'll be fine, right?"

"Who are you referring to, Sir?"

"The girl we just left. Are there still taxis by this time of night?" Can asked.

"Sometimes, Sir, but very rare to come by," Halis said, focusing on the road.

"Really?" Can said, as he imagined Ozge sitting by the sidewalk, hopelessly waiting for a taxi to come.

"Is that area safe? Like, there aren't gangsters at that part of the road, right?"

"There was a dispatch precisely last week, Sir, of a woman raped and butchered in that area..." Halis started to say, which made Can's eyes widen. "Yeah... I'm pretty confident it was around that area."

"WHAT?" Can exclaimed.

"What's wrong, Sir Can?" Halis asked, agitated by Can's reaction.

"Halis, we have to go back," Can said, thinking of every possible way that could harm Ozge at that moment.

"But, Sir, we're literally just outside your mansion---"

"No, go back now!" Can asserted.

Halis bolted upright, turned the car around and drove towards where they were earlier.

***

"Mom!"

Ozge ran towards her mom, who was already coming to greet her.

Ozge immediately felt comforted by Perran's presence as her warmth surrounded Ozge. It felt like years since she last saw her mom, when it had only been two weeks. Devrim parked his motorcycle out front and slowly joined in their little reunion.

"Why are you late? I reckon you arrived in Istanbul an hour ago," Perran said, touching her daughter's hair.

"There was a... misfortune. But it's gone now, and will never be seen again!" Ozge said, walking past her mom and sitting on the couch.

"Devrim, thank you for taking her home," Perran said, putting a hand on Devrim's shoulder.

He gave her a smile and nodded. "No problem, Mrs. Gurel. Well, I have to go, I have to get up early in the morning to harvest strawberries. Good night, Ozge."

"Good night, Devrim," Ozge gave him a half-smile.

"Good night, Devrim," Perran said, escorting Devrim outside.

Perran returned a minute later, staring at Ozge, looking disappointed.

"What?" Ozge asked, confused.

"Oh, nothing," Perran said. "Devrim is so reliable, isn't he? Plus, we know him, he doesn't have to prove anything to gain my trust and approval. If only he were my daughter's boyfriend, my mind would perfectly be at ease..."

"Mom!" Ozge shouted. "Devrim and I are best friends. Nothing more. And if it wasn't for him, I would have had hypothermia outside. Or worse! I could have been murdered!"

Perran laughed and shook her head, then went to the kitchen, leaving Ozge in the living room.

Ozge lay down on the couch, her eyes glued to the ceiling. For some reason, she couldn't get her mind off the conceited Can Yaman. She was mad at him, of course, but she was also curious for some reason. She shrugged off the thought knowing it didn't matter.

Well, we're never gonna see each other again, anyway. No use thinking about him now. Plus, he was a jerk for leaving me in the sidewalk.

***

"She could have been murdered!" Halis exclaimed, putting his hands on his head. He and Can got back by the airport, at the sidewalk where they left Ozge.

Can raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Halis, relax. She could have already been fetched by her cousins," Can said, utterly convinced that Ozge was safe.

She isn't the type to just get mugged after all. Knowing her personality, she'd probably beat the guys up, and then they're the ones who'd end up in the hospital.

Can laughed at the thought. Again, another thing he hadn't done in a while. Seriously, what has this girl named Ozge, done to him? She made him do everything he would never do in his life, all in one day. He hadn't even thought about Demet all day.

Demet.

The smile in Can's face was replaced with a sullen countenance. He suddenly got too tired to do anything and immediately went back to the limo. Halis took this as a hint, ran back inside the vehicle, and took Can home.

Can didn't say a word until they got to his house. This mansion was as big as their mansion back in Sofia. Maybe even bigger.

35,000 square feet perhaps, Can thought. Mother always knew my preference for houses.

The glass walled staircase leading to the second floor glowed with elegant LED lights that signified the luxury the property had to offer. Can was used to all of this. Growing up with billionaire parents, and now he himself is a self-made multi-millionaire. This was nothing new.

The second floor consisted of seven bedrooms in total. Can had to walk quite a distance just to get to the master bedroom. The master bedroom was huge. 5,000 square feet of bedroom interior space laid out before him. The chandelier that costs 50,000 dollars hang high in the room's twenty-foot ceiling.

Can took his jacket off, untied his tie, and went to the balcony. The cool breeze of Istanbul was refreshing on his skin. He poured the champagne that was laid out in the terrace onto his glass and sipped.

Strawberry champagne. His favorite.

Ozge smelled like strawberries, Can thought, then laughed at himself. It's not like I'm going to see her again anyway.

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bulgariasr · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

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The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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bulgaristya · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

Project Proposal:

The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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mybulgaria · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

Project Proposal:

The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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bulgariahit · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

Project Proposal:

The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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lovesbulgaria · 5 years

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Women Artists Representing Post-Feminist Society

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The proposed international New York based project will consist of exhibition, performances, workshops and conference based on a collaboration between Bulgarian and American women artists.

Trying to establish themselves as the group of artists they are not concentrating on the feminist issues specifically, but they share a liberal feminist position of the Western women.

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