Less beautiful are the many, many marble quarries that seem to be hollowing out every other hill along the Burdur-Gölhisar road. #turkey
A watery sunbeam scythes a line across the flanks of a mountain. The setting sun casts a golden glow on the backs of the sheep. In the grid of plough lines in the fields neat little lines of molehills give victory to the noughts.
All right, let’s be honest. The...
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