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We reach the city center. Me and the Kurdistans walk out of the car. When Turkish Kurdistan sees the Turkey memorials, he bursts crying.

Turkish Kurdistan (crying): I'm an assassin! I've killed all those people! I've become what I've sworn to destroy!

Rojava: Bakur, we've already talked about this.

While Rojava tries to comfort Turkish Kurdistan, me and Iraqi Kurdistan are trying to figure out where Iranian Kurdistan could be.

Me: Any idea on where to start looking?

Iraqi Kurdistan: Nah, he was the quieter of us four. And when we started to argue, he often stayed out.