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specifically, the turkish market. it’s all my little heart could ask for. it’s got the chaos of a middle eastern market, and the cleanliness of germany. *le sigh*

a couple of weeks ago i was wandering around looking for a shared sewing space in kreuzburg. the space is beautiful, but insanely expensive. i’m talking 12€ an hour or 38€ a day to sew there. what??!!?!?!?!?!?!!!??? but the owner did me a solid. i asked her where she was buying all the jersey that her shirts were made of, and she looked at me like i was a troglodyte, “the turkish markt of course.” “huh?” i responded. and that’s when she changed my life. no more 28€ a yard fabrics for this girl, at the turkish market, 3€-6€ per yard of fabric. hello!

also, the food is delicious. IMG_1588 IMG_1583 IMG_1581 IMG_1577 IMG_1575 IMG_1573 IMG_1571 IMG_1555 IMG_1433 IMG_1432good luck getting me out of kreutzburg.

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