Alone man in Kadıkoy help to destroy

A young man was walking on the streets, on one of the bizarre nights in Kadikoy. He had decided to get a drink to unveil the truth inside of him. Revealing may not be easy unless to take an action. The actions that had not been contemplated well may cause unexpected results with chained issues. The bar had people in tempted sweat and sins. Men were bragging women were crossing their vibes. No grabbing bodies detected yet. Only sliding. Condemning himself was one of the toys he enjoys. He puts his hairy fingers into his chest to reveal more with suffering and leaves no aid. Nibbling the pain remorsefully makes the man live them again which is unnecessary. So tonight, he feels a little iffy to plague himself. He ordered one more whiskey and watched the waitress was serving reluctantly. The wages were low, the country was about to collapse, and the structure of the society is about to go down. However, no one feels that way if drinks were consumed at the garret. The waitresses kept bringing alcohol from the attic to not fall behind on the schedule, the band was about to start and young ones were already about to fall in love. It was a cheap bar, knockoff t-shirts, modest foods but not allowed to indulge. If someone runs wild, Suleyman gets him out at instant. You wouldn’t even see. Even if he has a friendly face, he can show wild one whenever he was obliged. No man is condemning in the pubs. They can’t hear themselves. People only can scowl at someone with no reason of course.