![]() | A Turkish Woman and Her Nephew |

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ulfiqe, a 57-year-old mother of four, visits the market every third day to buy food for her family. The rest of the time, she cleans schools and offices. "We are coming to Germany to work. In Turkey, we live. I work seven hours a day. Life is now very difficult for us Turks after Germany became great. Now every day we live with discrimination. We get the hardest part of the work. We must work harder than our German colleagues." Lulfiqe arrived in Germany in 1971. She doesn't want to stay. "What can I do with a German passport? Nothing. I am an old woman. I will go back to Turkey." Selcuk, Lulfiqe's 21-year-old nephew, picks up five large plastic bags of vegetables and prepares to follow Lulfiqe home. Germans don't buy such large quantities of food, he points out, but they have to come to the market more often. "Outside I'm a little bit German, but inside I'm 100 percent Turkish. I'm born in Germany and I speak German perfectly, but my blood is Turkish. "Every year I fly back to Turkey, but I wouldn't want to stay there. All my friends are here, and my woman. A German one. An Italian one." Selcuk laughs.
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