Little Turkey

Date: 7/27/2023

One of my work friends Tim invited me and my sister over his house. He showed me around and he introduced us to two dogs. One of the dogs had light wavy fur all over and was medium sized and the other dog was very tiny and had brown fur. Anyways, we aimed to record some music together, but we got bored and decided to go somewhere. He showed us a window from the dining room and all of a sudden as we exit we were in New York City. He remembered my love for Middle Eastern food so he took us to the “Little Turkey” neighborhood of New York City. I’ve never been in this section before, and as we found our way, we saw lots of markets and Turkish people wandering the streets. However, we were looking for a place to eat, and there was none of them in sight. We passed some of the crowded area and came across a run down food hall that served Turkish food, so we stepped inside. In the food hall there were lots of people, and there was one kid that I recognized. He looked so familiar that I remembered teaching the kid at my school. We sat down and a lady was taking our orders. The food looked so unappetizing here that I didn’t wanna order anything. And then I woke up.