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Ottomanesque architecture features elaborate ceiling art and design. The longer we live in Turkey, the more I wonder if there isn't a rouge Turk in my ancestry because I have learned to enjoy the process of pondering...Turk style.
You see, I have to think about things for a long time before putting pen to paper. Here in our corner of Asia I seem to fit right in because I choose to make like an Ottoman and ponder my perceptions laying flat on my back. An ideal location to enjoy the art of Turkey.
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