Uzak, dir. Nuri Bilge Ceylan (2002)
It snowed today and I thought of you. On my way home I saw a minaret poking through the flurry of white whirling splinters, like an obscene thought, and was reminded of that winter we spent together, in a way. And feeling the flakes settle on my face, the realest desire I had, was to go and eat köfte and stuffed auberg…
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