It’s not Heavy; The Heavy Part is The Lack of Humanity

To begin with, I want to clarify that no one has ever cheated on their spouse with me. As I mentioned previously, I never encountered that prince, nor did I hear his voice. He was merely observing me from afar. Am I at fault for this? I genuinely hope you can understand my perspective.

So, where were we? Ah yes, let’s clear up the burning question on everyone’s mind: why on earth would anyone attack someone’s hair and body?

Well, it all started in the Netherlands, where my next door neighbor, with a spare key and a green thumb, promised to water my cacti while I was on holiday. Little did I know, she was more interested in turning my home into a scene from a spy movie! With hidden cameras and voice recorders installed, she fed juicy tidbits to **racers #1 and #81**, and to top it off, my shampoo was tampered with! Who knew hair care could be such a hair-raising adventure?

I know paparazzi are wondering why she never goes into her balcony pool in this heat.

**Cold War: Nazi Tortures!!!**

It wasn’t enough that they burned my hair; they’re now working tirelessly day and night to burn my body too. What a jealous streak! For the first time in my life, I’ve developed eczema. Many countries have reported it and they’ve been breaking into my places of stay, sprinkling powder on my towels furniture and clothes to make it itch. It wasn’t just itchy though it burned too. So as you can imagine these jealous racer started attacking myhair and body when they ran out of things to steal. That’s why I can’t use the pool on my rental appartment's balcony...

I recall reading 'İnce Memed', one of Yaşar Kemal’s most cherished books, at the age of 9 without a moment’s hesitation. One quote from him featured in that series was:

**“Being human is one thing; humanity is another.”**

Have a wonderful Sunday, everyone.