Blue Mosque

Istanbul, it's winter, late December, dark in an alleyway close to the mosque, it's cold, snow swirls in the light of a single street lamp as the huge looming domes of the mosque tower above. There's no Christmas, no Christmas buzz, no shoppers, no lights, only a solitary office worker scurrying home with his briefcase, collar turned up with the black weight of centuries on his back.
This is how I remember the Blue Mosque.


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