Month: September 2018
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Scissors and Sunrises: Waxing Philosophical at 6 a.m. (…ok, 7).
So those are the scissors in question. Harun (husband) found them at his fishing spot. We decided that Omer probably worked as a garment worker in Istanbul until he managed to save up enough money to pay a smuggler’s fee to get him from Turkey to Greece (more specifically, Foça to Mytilene). These things happen […]