The Black book
“—LEWIS CARROLL, Through the Looking Glass Stepping out into the anomalous bright white that coated the routine gray of Nişantaşı, Galip realized it had snowed through his sleepless night harder than he’d imagined. The crowd on the sidewalk didn’t seem quite aware of the sharp, semitransparent icicles that pointed down from the eaves of the buildings. In Nişantaşı Square, Galip entered the City Bank—which Rüya called the Sooty Bank, referring to the dust, smoke, car exhaust, and the dirty blue f...umes that gushed out of the neighborhood’s chimneys—and found out that Rüya hadn’t withdrawn any appreciable amount from their joint account within the last few days, that the heat in the bank building was off, and that everybody was pleased with the small National Lottery prize which had befallen one of the bank tellers with the atrociously made-up faces. He walked past the florist’s fogged window, past the arcades where the tea boys ventured with trays of morning tea, past the Şişli Progressive High where he and Rüya went to school, under the wraith-like chestnut tree hung with ice, and into Aladdin’s store.MoreLess
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