Walking back the other morning along Haliç. Damp grass, a few packs of dogs, cats, gangs of crows. Was suddenly distracted by a heron in the water -- poised for a moment, then off.
Later, waiting for the first ferry from Eminönü to Üsküdar, pigeons scrounging for the leftovers of simitçi; in the background, fisherman casting out, for hamsi or for the dawn.
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