Seventeen-year-old Haron sits on a bench in Gezi Park, unsure of what to do next. Night is falling as rain clouds begin to roll over Istanbul. Read the full text at:
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Seventeen-year-old Haron sits on a bench in Gezi Park, unsure of what to do next. Night is falling as rain clouds begin to roll over Istanbul. Read the full text at:
http://narrative.ly/where-lgbtq-war-refugees-finally-feel-safe/
Myriame with her two children, Ina and Said, on the Yalova seaside. Photo by Kathryn Balleh
Istanbul is a city built around water. The Bosphorous, the iconic strait that connects the Black Sea to the Sea of Marmara, is filled with boat traffic comparable to a busy city intersection, only without the stop signs and green and red lights. A variety of public, private and personal watercraft navigate these currents from early morning to late night, moving the 15 million people of Istanbul from work to home and everywhere else. Continue reading “Hiding two children is not an option” →