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“Still, the melancholy of this dying culture was all around us. Great as the desire to westernize and modernize may have been, the more desperate wish was probably to be rid of all the bitter memories of the fallen empire, rather as a spurned lover throws away his lost beloved's clothes, possessions, and photographs. But as nothing, western or local, came to fill the void, the great drive to westernize amounted mostly to the erasure of the past; the effect on culture was reductive and stunting, leading families like mine, otherwise glad of republican progress, to furnish their houses like museums.”

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Istanbul: Memories and the City

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Orhan Pamuk
Orhan Pamuk

Orhan Pamuk, born on June 7, 1952, is a renowned Turkish novelist. His works are characterized by their depiction of Turkish society, history, and culture, and have won him a wide audience. Pamuk has received the Nobel Prize in Literature and is considered a leading figure in Turkish literature. more

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