The slab stones that pave the way to An─▒tkabir in the capital of Turkey are spaced so that you’re forced to look down, to bow your head the entire stretch onwards in respect for Atat├╝rk regardless how you feel about him.

The stars in the sky have an inverse effect. They force us to look up, to stand with one’s head lifted proud whether or not one already discovered the strength and dignity required for doing so.

Curiouser and curiouser,