“said Mustafa. “It was a white Anadol,” said Serdar. “I’d know it if I saw it again.” “Did you get a look at the people inside?” “A girl and a guy,” said Yasar. “Could you see their faces?” said Mustafa. Nobody said anything, so I didn’t either; I had recognized Metin, but I couldn’t tell: Were you the other one or not, Nilgün? You could have killed us, and at this hour of the morning!… But I refuse to think about it anymore. I’m continuing to do my job, writing slogans on the walls in huge lett...ers, while Serdar, Mustafa, and the new guys just sit there smoking cigarettes and cursing. But look at me, I’m still at it, bravely writing what we nationalists will do if the Communists ever dare come around here: we’ll make this place their grave! “Okay, enough for now, gentlemen,” Mustafa said after a little while. “We’ll pick up again tomorrow night.” He was quiet for a second and then said to me, “Good! You did a good job! But you’d better be there tomorrow morning!MoreLessRead More Read Less
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