•🧸this was a delightful quick read. my only note was that there was no sense of Turkishness in this novel at all, which was a slight disappointment for me because i bought this book from Istanbul with the expectation that it would be set in Turkey because it was written by a Turkish author. now i see how naive that projection was because i can understand why a novelist wouldn’t choose their homeland to be the setting of their imagination (if i ever wrote a novel, i would surly allow my imagination the freedom to roam as far from my reality—aka my hometown—as possible). . some lines i highlighted: 🖊“Whatever the day, whatever the hour, there’s something for you in it.” 🖊“To be a foreigner to a city, to be an outsider anywhere — how is it different from walking down the streets with a target on your back?” 🖊“It’s like, if I have an ocean inside of me, is it really that much trouble, filling up someone’s tiny cup?” 🖊“All he wanted was to exist. If he could just make it through another day alive, that was his idea of succeeding. For some people, this world is a burden. Every new day is like a new form of torture. All my father needed was some place of his own — to read, to think, to be alone — some place with no people and no telephones. Any small corner of the world would have been fine.” #amawrites #amareviews https://www.instagram.com/p/B0NzrsQnOSi/?igshid=1m6yofqiemqvt
