ISTANBUL: MEMORIES AND THE CITY -- 3

BY ORHAN PAMUK

The sweet doe-eyed boy inside the small white frame did look a bit like me, it’s true. 

He was even wearing the cap I sometimes wore.

I knew I was not that boy in the picture (a kitsch representation of a “cute child” that someone had brought back from Europe). 

And yet I kept asking myself, Is this the Orhan who lives in that other house?