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I am pure and unadulterated. I am silent to myself, not to anyone. I drink so much, but I can't even think of a nice word to say to you, so I stay silent again. Okay, I may fail when it comes to compliments, but when it comes to feelings, I'm first in life. That's why when you wake up, you can call me a pure Saint Reader who can't think of even a single compliment, I won't be angry with you. A man is shot with two bullets. From! From! Then he wakes up, examines himself, looks at himself in the mirror, looks again... The best thing is to find Aziz Okur. Addicted, time repairer, tall and skinny Aziz Okur... Life is an enigma, a question mark... Angels, ten-armed reptiles, weirdos, those who know, those who make mistakes, those who read Hüsrev Tiryaki's rhetorical work... Orhan Gencebay' Those who listen to "When the Season Becomes Spring" by... Where are you, Dear Reader, where are you? It would be better if you don't swear... Bülent Yıldız, like a miniaturist, describes "hell", I don't know how many years ago, and the smell of poverty and necessity. Dark, fantastic and mischievous, real and disturbing... New novel!
(From the Promotional Bulletin)



Number of Pages: 223

Print Year: 2014


Language: Turkish
Publisher: İletişim Yayıncılık

First Print Year: 2014

Language: Turkish