The space is ample and was a steal, and I loved the location (very central, and much is open 24 hours in the area). (Yes, it's loud. Yes, you will wake up to fights outside the window between 5 and 6am almost every morning. Yes, you will get hissed at from the windows of transgender sex workers. Yes, you must keep your wits about you.)
I stayed here for 17 days that went by entirely too quickly, befriended many who worked in the area (straight male hustlers, Kurdish revolutionaries, and restaurant workers), and fell absolutely in love with the gentleness and generosity amidst the danger and darkness. Country number 42, and Istanbul in particular found me falling head over heels with the simultaneity of everyone's stories... and there couldn't have been a better launching pad, and safety net, amidst that tumult.
Thanks for everything, Hakim.