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Amelia Allen Damnation

By Hülya Uçar
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This long story was written without facing the facts in large houses which all the tricks had been living behind back doors of the rooms . Some things have no reason to exist in life, some want real things as scared of all dreamy air flying around real life like a secret fog that only odds are able to see. The dreamy things which are called “nonsense and irrelavant ” make the realist ones who love money and power incredibly coward rabbits because loss of the contol cause them to be invisible ...

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The Dummy

By Hülya Uçar
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  This mannequin in the window looks like someone I know really well. She was worn a green jacket and a red fringed cut-off pants. Odd and  crummy.She has no arms, so she can’t hug anyone, a hit on her head and red lips. Her periwig is stripped. So are her clothes! Bald and alone. Her nose is impeccable. Like a mannequin and the boobs.The body size- 90-60-90. Although  she is very beautiful , she looks so ridiculous to death and she has the sadness to make someone in blues easily. She...

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Wanted! Missing…

By Hülya Uçar
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WANTED MİSSİNG PERSON ! Lost since unknown time. Please call any seven numbers who has seen dearie friend me that has psychological symptoms in the name of human kindness. Get back home! I have forgiven you!…You know I can’t come back home. We have been too late for something. I felt that I can never look back. We had already been far away. Everthing has been passing too quickly , I am before climacteric, at home, by myself, I am quiet, and I have no ability to have dreams now, I am near enough...

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The Secret Face Of The Moon

By Hülya Uçar
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There is no one in the town.The ones who came got back. The hotel has already been closed. The sadness of the summer end placed near the hotel ,easily. My suntan is a happy piece of caramel which hot weather gave me as a small award. My two eyes are in the right place but I couldn’t see Jacob. I am unaware of time if it passes quickly or not. My hair grew four centimeters. I cut it but nothing changed. My hair is growing up black now. The street lamp has been broken. The hotel is in darkness...

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The Odd Spirited Woman

By Hülya Uçar
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I took one goldfish out of aquarium today. My dear goldfish in a spoon of water now, moves into his new place to the trash bin under the sink without wasting time. I mean, I put it right there and he had no chance to close his eyes which had never had a chance in all life, he looks like looking at me. I worried but not very much. I laid quilt over Mary. I saved eleven dollars and fifty cent today and a goldfish died. Mary looks happy, I am not sure if she rejoices because he died but I know she...

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The Lost Ship

By Hülya Uçar
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Two women, one president, two women president, a princess far away and death is all around side streets in cities miles away which a rare language is rarely spoken, something is nonsense, some things are in danger, no need to be a local, every one can travel wherever he dreams, the pocket of the man with a pipe, in which way a man may reach a woman, logically yes, emotional no, there are a few details you can make reasoning if you really need to do it, you can never resolve your feelings well...

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THE CLITHROPHOBIA

By Hülya Uçar
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It was clear that the elevator would go neither 101st floor nor 102nd. Alarm, alarm, alarm, I am stucked in a small box made of completely glass, this is not being locked only but being short of breath, one , two, three, four, I am dying, there was a red button on top of all the shit other buttons, where is it now when I have needed it most in all my life, press any button, I have believed so much in the magic of told stories even a snake which one is always talking with walkers passing one...

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The Fanciful Lady

By Hülya Uçar
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Pipe dreams and real facts had diverged and none of them lived, singly.Idler, juggler or stargazer, one who makes his life by doing menial jobs, wandering around from one to another city, accused by building castles in dreamland, and like so, I am one of the dreamer who goes down like dominoes. I was completely uninterested in realtionships going along well with whispering, mischief-makers, ready life friends, janglers and tumblers and not even remotely close to all. I wasn’t the wonder man of...

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The Sea Is My Friend

By Hülya Uçar
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  Tonight, I only want to listen to the sea what wants to tell me and betray a very deep secret. If it never speaks, I won’t ask anything. Silence is sometimes a long story. Years ago, years later, right now, whenever how time flies. I have no hurry. I am at the seaside. It’s hot but not too much. A summer time evening on the beach. Zephyr is with me. Time has no meaning. It passes but it’s not more important than the sea and its stories. I don’t worry about getting age here. I feel...

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Alberto

By Hülya Uçar
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I stopped for a moment. I am very sorry, Alberto. I have never wanted to break your heart. I used to be in love with you. Now? I want to walk away. I lit up a cigar. It is easier not to think of you and past, now. Quite a few things, actually; we were in Milano, we were walking on wet pavements with the smell of renaissance with italian language at a rainy night. I can’t stop regretting myself, I had loved you long enough, I refuse to feel guilty, love is love, it had started in Milano and...

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