Mommy’s Lambie

At thirty, and in prison Murat can’t shake his memories and nightmares. He has internalized his mom’s childhood traumas as if his own. His mom expected him to grow up and to save her, while his father, married to another woman, wanted to make a man out of him at age seven. His circumcision festivity, a night supposedly organized for his joy became his hell. At thirty, and in prison Murat can’t shake his memories and nightmares. He has internalized his mom’s childhood traumas as if his own. His mom expected him to grow up and to save her, while his father, married to another woman, wanted to make a man out of him at age seven. His circumcision festivity, a night supposedly organized for his joy became his hell. At thirty, and in prison Murat can’t shake his memories and nightmares. He has internalized his mom’s childhood traumas as if his own. His mom expected him to grow up and to save her, while his father, married to another woman, wanted to make a man out of him at age seven. His circumcision festivity, a night supposedly organized for his joy became his hell. At thirty, and in prison Murat can’t shake his memories and nightmares. He has internalized his mom’s childhood traumas as if his own. His mom expected him to grow up and to save her, while his father, married to another woman, wanted to make a man out of him at age seven. His circumcision festivity, a night supposedly organized for his joy became his hell.