One dreams of being able to re-experience the places where he played as a child, with his children and even his grandchildren, once again, if he is faithful to life in some way. Now it has really turned into a dream for me. Although I am sure that it will always be in me somehow, my hometown, which I can no longer be in physically, will lose its vitality in my memory over time. I no longer intend to describe it to my daughter as a real place, but as an imaginary place. I think it would be pretty cool if I could make you believe. Goodbye Yusufeli...