Istanbul: Cherry Exposé
It was hot. We were jaded in our dorm room. We had been eating cherries like we had urgent bowel jams, and neither of us had so much as smelt a naked man for about three weeks.
A delicious recipe for shit art?
Don your aprons ladies!
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