Selim can often be spotted surveying his neighbourhood / a stone’s throw away from the Galata tower and down the hill from bustling İstiklal avenue / He looks content his expanding belly and long orange hair neatly combed/
A resident of historic Istanbul he endures with mild distaste the tourists who every day photograph him as he mills about in his shop a handmade leather store called Moria......
I made a love letter to the city and the cats
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Selim is a cat and of course he thinks he owns the neighbourhood/ All of Istanbul its winding hilly roads and back alleys and cafes could be said to belong to its hundreds of thousands of stray felines, symbols of a city steeped in history/
But it is winter now and they begrudgingly have to accept help from the humans who frequently interrupt their naps on the chairs of busy coffeeshops/ As the harsh cold rain and snow of Istanbul draws near winter cat houses pop up all over the city some provided by local municipalities others by citizens............
