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My Journey Through Social Disconnect
The text is about me. It’s more of an analysis of myself and a conversation with myself. Photo by Samuel Austin on Unsplash Throughout my life, the feeling I’ve had has always been the same: on the outside, normal and adaptive; on the inside, a few steps removed from the flow of the world. I
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How Football Shapes Identity and Community Worldwide
Football Culture Growing up as a child in Trabzon, a city of football, the likelihood of staying away from football was low. And indeed, I couldn’t. My childhood passed by talking about football, playing football games on the computer, sometimes playing football in the street, and later going to indoor football (halı saha) matches. That’s
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Engineering vs Art: The Battle of Functionality and Expression
No, I’m not going to talk about Leonardo Da Vinci. I’m going to talk more about how far engineering actually is from art. There is an ego that comes with engineering education, and many wrong assumptions that come with it. For example, engineers solve problems. That’s true. And as problems get solved, the ego grows.
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The Anarchy of Snow: Embracing Winter’s Beauty
Before going to work in the morning, I stopped by the bank. On one side, it was snowing, everything completely white. The ground felt soft under my feet. Unlike the dark winter days, the whiteness brought a kind of brightness, a kind of joy. Photo by Matthias Kinsella on Unsplash While thinking about the beauty
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Bilbao: A good place
I have travelled to many places and liked many of them, but Bilbao felt strangely warm. More like a place to live than just to visit. Since it was November and in the north, I can’t say it was a typical Spain trip, but the city’s reserved warmth — more serious than Spain’s Mediterranean coast,
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Exploring Riga: A Journey through Melancholy and Warmth
It was my second time in Riga. Unlike my first visit, this time I was greeted not by the sun, but by gray clouds. I had planned this trip simply to get away from mz surronding for a bit. But as the clouds and the cold Soviet architecture welcomed me, I wondered—had I made a
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