From tears to salted lake

Monday, June 23:

After a last breakfast with my friends, I go to Ramazan Usta because I promi to make a translation to help about Hasankeyf and its disappearance due to the dam.

And then ... I leave the one after the other.

My three drivers to Gevas will not understand why my eyes are all wet ... but I left my heart there.

To make me feel better... I dive in the salt lake of Van.

Salty day

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