BY ORHAN PAMUK
A city one
has lived in long enough shapes itself into one's own image, acquires the
traits of one's personality, the features of one's soul.
It becomes what Jorge
Luis Borges once called "a map of my humiliations and failures" or,
as in the case of Pamuk's Istanbul, a map of a man's huzun, both of his
intimate miseries and betrayals and of his secret victories.
--The Washington Post
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