As she throws once and again the pristine white flour over the burning disc, a woman produces a bread eclipse in the village of Cedvetye, near Osmaniye. In the city of Sanliurfa, not far from honey coloured mosques, a tailor manages to put together an Argentinean flag, if I stumble upon fundamentalists, they better see I am SouthAmerican from the distance (will it help?)
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