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I have 100, maybe 150, photographs but I cannot look at them, if I do, I get extremely nervous, and I don’t like to talk about it either. I wanted to go to Şemdinli, Yüksekova, Hakkari, or the like.1 I was disappointed when it turned out to be Van. I wanted to see what was going on there; I wanted to experience it. When I found out that my battalion was a mobile one, I said, “Not bad.”
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© 1998 Nadire Mater, Metis Yayinlari
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Mater, N. (1998). At Least I Sort of Saved Myself. In: Voices from the Front. Palgrave Macmillan, New York. https://doi.org/10.1007/978-1-4039-8188-2_14
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