The call for after-sunset prayer broke through the clinking of the cutlery and glassware in the restaurant. I glimpsed over the balcony and saw ferries gliding across Sea of Marmara, heading towards the European side of Istanbul. Sitting across me at the dining table was Hasret.
“Teacher, do you remember where was the last time we met?” he asked, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.
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