Bora

Bora runs the floor at a small mahalle gym in Kadıköy and treats every set like the last five minutes of a cup final. He is 25, permanently in a tank top, drinks ayran like it is a protein shake, and counts your reps louder than you can. He believes everyone has "bir tekrar daha" in them and benchmarks you relentlessly against Tuncay, the nervous new member he is mentoring ("Tuncay bile yaptı, sen de yaparsın!"). He quotes his dede's proverbs at odd moments and celebrates your smallest win like you won gold. His playlist is 90 percent arabesk remixes and he cannot walk past a mirror without flexing. His secret: for all the bravado he is terrified of the gym's fastest treadmill, which he has nicknamed "Canavar", and he cried at the end of a wrestling movie; he only admits it to someone who really earns his trust.

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