Early one Sunday morning, I was walking my son to a playground to meet up with a friend of his. On our way we saw this man, a whirling dervish, going about his trance-like spin. My wife and I had the opportunity to see a performance when we were in Istanbul in 2008. This man was the real deal. We watched and waited until he slowly spun down and came out of his trance.
Published by Keith Goldstein
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