the hotel room in Istanbul with pumpkin seeds and Tchai
Budapest before the wall
olive trees by the sea
the tent in the middle of the lake
refuge and escape from lightning
the beds where we slept the
tables to which we sat
the houses that we have hosted
the benches where we spent the evening we crossed the borders
the ground watching us pass this house where we live
those we village
those living
this room where we eat subheading
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