Istanbul: Patterns & Layers

Salty nothings
I could eat my way into perdition
What in the world can make a brown eyed girl turn blue?
Yeah! Fishy-fishy-fishy! Slurp.
Anyway, like I was sayin', shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it.
Perfumed with rose petals, flavored with oils and dusted with sugar
Try walking in my shoes
All sparks will bur out in the end 

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