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Night Train to Istanbul, and Beyond

We departed the Bulgarian village during one of those still midwinter nights when sounds are muffled, the lanes deserted and you listen for the cracking twig, the stealthy footstep, the jackal’s howl.

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First Night

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First night in and I awake at 05:00, December dark, crouching facing the door of the hotel room, heart beating fast, respiration elevated, skin tingling, hair standing up, all senses on alert, carpet underfoot, cold air and scent of sea … Continue reading->

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