I bet my 500 pairs of shoes, that you don’t know. I also found out all too late, this morning. He is MORIS FARHI.Yesterday my book-buddy Heaven told me about an Islam researcher she had met, a guy who had book shells full of Pamuk and Farhi. I have never heard of this Farhi guy, so I planned to google him up. Later I forgot all about him being too busy.
But last night I dreamed of Farhi. I was in Istanbul and had decided to visit him at his apartment. Needless to say, it was an erotic dream, but just because I HADN’T GOOGLED HIM UP. In my dream he didn’t look like that, he looked like Jean-Marc Barr (I happened to see the las
t 20 minutes of Le Grand Bleu when I came home from swimming).Lesson learned, always google people up before having erotic dreams of them. My fantastic erotic dream from last night has just turned into a nightmare.
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