Sixty-Six in the Steppe

The inn looked around and said, "Let me buy some eggs." "But let it be small. Let it be fresh," he said. "I learned about this place anyway. I'll come and buy it fresh," he said.

You come, of course. I will sell the mother of the shop where you do not come. You come, of course. I'll steal the egg you didn't take.

I couldn't say, "You come, of course. I'll leave all of Yozgat and keep all the money for you, my Sultan." “Always,” I said. "We are always waiting for you."

Tradesmen who know the ins and outs of every trade, lovers who go up to Çamlı and look down on Yozgat, kissing babies, young people with a sweet voice, such a dashing young man, well-baked pancakes... Tina's she has freckles. What does Aziz Efendi smell like? The quince is cooking slowly on the stove. A Mercedes is coming to the neighborhood from Bursa, how Bastard Sevi is strutting around, how Refet Efendi is worried... Damn Sahin, isn't it a shame for Memnune? Isn't it a shame for you?

Mustafa Çiftci tells optimistic stories like candy, about the countryside and famine... Black gum, hemp, henna, rock salt, oak... "Citizen, you will give whatever he wants, you will not say no."

Sixmisalti in the steppe, smilingly looking at the country... For God's sake, Elif is not easily forgotten either...
(From the Promotional Bulletin)



Number of Pages : 160

Printing Year: 2014


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Iletisim Yayıncılık

Number of Pages: 160

First Printing Year: 2014

Language : Turkish