The tale of the Turk: pt 1

"Meet me at the sunset point at 6"

I imagined it would be like our first rendezvous when we watched the sunset together while clinging onto each other, giggling like teenagers who could not be torn apart not caring who was watching us. Looking each other straight in the eyes, and not even needing words to describe what we were feeling. Thinking about nothing other than this very moment.

"Where are you? I'm coming now" he replied.

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