Familiarity

I got to know a neighbour today. His apartment is just above ours and looks exactly the same as ours. However, the furniture is different (except in the kitchen and bathroom, that looks exactly the same). Visiting him was exciting. Entering a same, yet different apartment, that looks familiar and strange at the same time is a fun experience.

But familiarity comes with the age we live in too. In Berlin, IKEA furniture is everywhere. We all have the same shelves, the same tables, the same couches. Yet it always looks different.

It is like a parallel universe. A what if.
We are all the same, and it is only things surrounding us. How these things are arranged is a mirror to how different we all are.

Fazil Say – Kumru Ballad

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