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I'm calling from my attic in Korea

I'm calling from my attic in Korea

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I was a girl who literally rolled around in her own little world and laughed even if a leaf flew. I used to have little dreams while sleeping... But unfortunately, life did not always allow me to be stable in life. At a time when my dreams were lost and my smiles were erased, the magical power of love held my hands. While the deep slanted eyes of an Asian person were healing my trembling heart, the gray streets of the capital smelled of hope again. Love was talked about for a while on the playful pavements of Kızılay. When we look at our shadows, even though the only thing that stands out is the thirty centimeter height difference between us... We were actually much more than that. My story... And the hero of my story is a Korean. He left me saying, "Wait a minute, I'll be right back!" I waited in the middle of the frost for about ten minutes for the man who disappeared and entrusted me with his bag. When he came, he had two cups of coffee in his hand and mumbled softly. I know you don't want to drink coffee in the evening, it's to warm your hands.
Publisher : Ephesus Publications
Number of pages : 378
Publication Year : 2016
ISBN : 9786059232449
The heart : Turkish
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I'm calling from my attic in Korea I was a girl who literally rolled around in her own little world and laughed even if a leaf flew. I used to have little dreams while sleeping... But unfortunately, life did not always allow me to be stable in life. At a time when my dreams were lost and my smiles were erased, the magical power of love held my hands. While the deeply slanted eyes of an Asian were healing my trembling heart, the gray streets of the capital smelled of hope again. Love was talked about for a while on the lively pavements of Kızılay. When we look at our shadows, the only thing that stands out is the thirty centimeter height difference between us... We were actually much more than that. This is my story... And the hero of my story is a Korean. Wait a minute, I'll be right back! he said and left me. I waited in the middle of the frost for about ten minutes to see the man who disappeared from view and entrusted me with his bag. When he arrived he had two cups of coffee in his hand. He mumbled softly as he handed it to me. "I know you don't want to drink coffee tonight." This is to warm your hands. PX0000632
I'm calling from my attic in Korea

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