rator; for example,   about tree t dra in the background, on a smaller scale.”

    trator, e, eagerly draure t didn’t resemble any of to

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    I ILL BE CALLED A MURDERERticking aold me it  to be called, but long before, I’d lit ting beside my folding able. I quickly completed dra from memory, o black ed it over  to treet as it did every niged. I ermined not to go, but to stay at ried nailing my door s for a time.

    tily completing erpreter and guide, tuttered, ed me doraveler ed a “book of costumes” and engaged me in a bout of vicious bargaining.  morning upon a lesser-quality book of costumes for a price of ty silver pieces, I proceeded to illustrate a dozen Istanbulites in a single sitting around time of ticular attention to tail of tfits. I dreioners in t of torture sold quite . I’d done so many of t to earn a fera silver pieces t I began to invent games for myself to figo dra lifting my pen off to drah my eyes closed.

    All brigands, poets and men of constant sorro ed and rebellious, urging in unision: “Out! Outside!” tless inner voice demands, “Seek t my time appeasing ted pictures,  for seven days noer dusk, since I murdered t disgrace, I’m no longer able to control t I tell myself t calm do for a while.