My youth is my secret home. When I think of what I experienced with my friends in a place that can be called a town today, I remember what a beautiful and full life I lived. If I do not have big regrets about the past with my old self, if I am ready for the death that has gradually affected my life, if I can easily say that I live a happy and worthwhile life, it is thanks to the days I spent with my friends when I was young. It affected me so deeply that a part of me is still in my youth, and...