"I once spent the night in a place near Ephesus, Turkey, where ancient Greek and Roman ruins can be seen. Tables and chairs covered in white lace, waitresses wearing white lace dresses. Faraway the mountaintop is already dark and above it a big star shines. It seemed to be a different time to the rest of the earth. The next morning, the sunlight that had come from the Aegean Sea penetrated the white lace curtains and once again the scene seemed removed from reality. When I see sunlight streaming through gauze, loosely woven on a low gauge, I can recall the pleasant indolence of that day."
"I once spent the night in a place near Ephesus, Turkey, where ancient Greek and Roman ruins can be seen. Tables and chairs covered in white lace, waitresses wearing white lace dresses. Faraway the mountaintop is already dark and above it a big star shines. It seemed to be a different time to the rest of the earth. The next morning, the sunlight that had come from the Aegean Sea penetrated the white lace curtains and once again the scene seemed removed from reality. When I see sunlight streaming through gauze, loosely woven on a low gauge, I can recall the pleasant indolence of that day."