People have been in the business of creating and documenting since the violence slowed down a bit in Istanbul. The streets are a fascinating gallery of performance art, graffiti, and what can only be called artifacts. People are installations. Barricades become art pieces. People take pictures of themselves among the weird remains of conflict. It also seems suspended, like a wire will be tripped and it will all explode in seconds. We took a walk from people-controlled Taksim to police-controlled Besiktas, past all the barricades and scenes of horror from the past week. At the bottom of the hill, the police sit in huge groups in front of Dolmabahce Palace. They seem to be biding their time.
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