The National just so happened to be in London at the same time I was this year. I had to nab a ticket for the event, and my sister was gracious enough to come with me, even though she hadn’t heard a single tune by them. I let her listen to some of the new […]

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“No one can love his country more than I, yet no one can criticize it more severely.”

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For some reason a particular class stuck with me my entire time in Istanbul; it was when my students made some predictions as to “what will happen” in 2008, using “will” as the springboard word. Here were their predictions for the year: 1. There will be a lot of new babies in 2008. (This obviously […]

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Using lines from random songs in my music collection: I’m trying to be heroic I don’t want to see you at my windowsill You paint yourself white He smells like the insides of closets upstairs Don’t tell me because it hurts The center of the earth is the edge of the world Seven billion people […]

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Coffee and tea course in my very veins. Every day. I succumb to invitations from other teachers in the lojman for a cup of one or the other. The landlord’s wife concocts the best Turkish coffee I have consumed here in İstanbul. The dregs almost de-magnitize so I don’t accidentally drink them; the film is […]

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Good afternoon! This year better not suck. Sincerely, Kevin

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