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That moment when, at the beginning of the day, your heart suddenly cries out for Istanbul. You can hear the call to prayer hammering out, time delayed, from the big imperial mosques, you can smell it all, from the doner kebap stands on the main streets to the rotting garbage down the alleys, you can feel the breeze from the Boğaziçi pulling a bit of the heat off the city, see the sunset in the park where the parents buy their children the sweets you never had the courage to try because they seemed too complicated, feel the sound of a local grunge band playing in a bar built into a thousand year old arch in the ancient city wall....
There was an amazing restaurant called Pho near my old job. I miss working within walking distance of a thousand restaurants. Did you know it's pronounced 'fuh'?
I've never heard of that one, and it sounds really good! But I'm not a King fan so I'm satisfied with having read the synopsis.
Not going to try and change your mind, but one of the more appealing points of it is that it's from before he became Stephen King, Inc, Ltd. Sometimes writers are better before they find their rut voice and settle in.
I'm pretty sure that my mind is wired wrong, because I definitely did not get a "general audiences" set of images from the above posting. I'll just head off to the Hospital for the Criminally Insane now...
TMW: Friend on Facebook: "Let's see how many of my friends will repost this!" (insert image/meme, typically of a religious or patriotic nature... or both at the same time) Me: "Just keep scrolling, scrolling, scrolling, scrolling...."
Wrey, if you want your peeps to share your stuff en masse, here is what you must do: find a picture of a critically injured child/deformed person, make a sob story and say, "Share and like to heal/support" this person. Trust me.
I like the facebook stories Girl - Do yuh likez meh? guy - nah Girl - starts tah cri, gets hit buh a kar guy - Nuo, dun die, I luz ya!
That moment when you finally give up trying to convince the rest of your choir that you aren't a soprano and just roll with it.
Having my third cup of coffee. Played The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion, and while I was doing a DLC quest, I began to think, "Wait, am I the bad guy here? I mean, sure these people hate the Empire and all, but I'm literally entering their village and cutting down their soldiers and laborers one by one like butter." So yeah, that moment when a game quest makes you feel like a villain even though it wasn't the intent.