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Barma ne oldu 70 den aldırdın şimdi nerelerde ????
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@sihirbazborsa27 Barma ne oldu geçirdin millete sesin sokuğunda çıkmıyor

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@pelin_y06 Sabahat ❤️

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@z2hanysalah Çok konuşma lan kavşak

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@SAYINKUREK Msj kar gelmiyor galiba yazıyoruz ama gören duyan yok

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@gokceekatuun Böyle adetinde kardeşinde

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@MoSalah O menejeri domaltmak lazım

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@PikaBey99 Peki hocam A1 teranın malını satıyor olamazmı

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@marmara_1903 @yakamozsun_34 Biraz ayakları yere bassın dimi 🤣

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Valla daha eşi olmamış arkadaşlarıyla evlenmitor 300 bin TL arkadaşlarına masraf niye yapıcak adam brlli ki sınırsız bi paraları da yok borç harç içinde evleniyorlar o zaman gelin harcasında görelim o paraları erkekleri bu kadar enayi görmeyin sonra evlenicek adam bulamıyorsunuz nerde keş kaypak adam var onlarla takılıyorsunuz sonrada mutsuz evliliklerle boşanıyorsunuz delikanlı adamı zor duruma düşürmeyin iki gösteriş yapıcaksınız diye kulağınıza küpe olsun

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@yakamozsun_34 Masraf ayrı bişey enayilik başka parayı ağaçtan toplamıyoruz

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@xanthos_zag027 Günaydın hocam ❤️🌞❤️

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Voleybolda liyakat olduğu için dünyanın en başarılı ülkelerindeniz!
Futbolda başarılı değiliz çünkü müteahhitler yönetiyor voleybolda başarılıyız çünkü müteahhitler yönetmiyor!
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Zehra Güneş:

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Dear Mohamed Salah,

Maybe you have heard many offers in your life.

Clubs offering more money.
Clubs offering bigger contracts.
Clubs promising new trophies and new records.

But this letter is not about money.

Because money can buy a player.

It can never buy love.

Mohamed, there are millions of people in Türkiye who see more than the footballer when they look at you. They see a man who never forgot where he came from. A man who carries his faith with pride. A man who bows his head only before Allah and remains humble despite conquering the biggest stages in football.

That is why this message comes from the heart.

Beşiktaş is not the richest club in the world.

But it may have some of the richest hearts.

Our supporters know suffering.
They know loyalty.
They know what it means to stand with someone in difficult times and love them without conditions.

And if one day you wore the black and white shirt, you would not be welcomed as a transfer.

You would be welcomed as family.

Imagine stepping into Dolmabahçe on a European night.

The Bosphorus beside you.

The black and white colors around you.

Tens of thousands of voices singing your name.

Not because of the goals you scored for Liverpool.
Not because of the trophies you won.

But because they already love the person you are.

Because they see themselves in you.

A Muslim man.
A humble man.
A man who never let fame change his character.

In a world where football is becoming more and more about money, Beşiktaş remains about something different.

Soul.

Spirit.

Belonging.

You have earned millions.

You have won everything.

But there is one thing that no amount of money can guarantee:

Being loved forever.

At Beşiktaş, children would grow up telling stories about you.

Fathers would tell their sons about the day Mohamed Salah chose love over money.

Grandfathers would remember your goals long after football forgets statistics.

Because legends are not remembered for what they earned.

They are remembered for what they meant to people.

And Mohamed, if you came to Beşiktaş, you would mean everything.

You would have a city praying for your success.

A stadium chanting your name.

A community respecting your faith.

And millions of hearts beating with yours every weekend.

Years from now, nobody will remember the numbers written on contracts.

Nobody will remember who offered a little more money.

But they will remember the feeling.

The feeling that one of the greatest Muslim footballers in history chose a club with a soul.

A club whose supporters loved him before he even arrived.

A club that would protect him, support him, and carry his name with pride forever.

If football is only about money, then this letter means nothing.

But if football is also about faith, love, loyalty, and legacy...

Then Beşiktaş is waiting for you.

Not with the biggest contract.

But with open arms.

Not with promises of wealth.

But with promises of love.

And sometimes, Mohamed...

Love is worth more than everything else.

With endless respect, admiration, and hope,

Millions of Beşiktaş supporters.
🦅🖤🤍

[OOnuRR’ LU BORSA 🫥 @ZZZETAAA]

Dear Mohamed Salah,

Maybe you have heard many offers in your life.

Clubs offering more money.
Clubs offering bigger contracts.
Clubs promising new trophies and new records.

But this letter is not about money.

Because money can buy a player.

It can never buy love.

Mohamed, there are millions of people in Türkiye who see more than the footballer when they look at you. They see a man who never forgot where he came from. A man who carries his faith with pride. A man who bows his head only before Allah and remains humble despite conquering the biggest stages in football.

That is why this message comes from the heart.

Beşiktaş is not the richest club in the world.

But it may have some of the richest hearts.

Our supporters know suffering.
They know loyalty.
They know what it means to stand with someone in difficult times and love them without conditions.

And if one day you wore the black and white shirt, you would not be welcomed as a transfer.

You would be welcomed as family.

Imagine stepping into Dolmabahçe on a European night.

The Bosphorus beside you.

The black and white colors around you.

Tens of thousands of voices singing your name.

Not because of the goals you scored for Liverpool.
Not because of the trophies you won.

But because they already love the person you are.

Because they see themselves in you.

A Muslim man.
A humble man.
A man who never let fame change his character.

In a world where football is becoming more and more about money, Beşiktaş remains about something different.

Soul.

Spirit.

Belonging.

You have earned millions.

You have won everything.

But there is one thing that no amount of money can guarantee:

Being loved forever.

At Beşiktaş, children would grow up telling stories about you.

Fathers would tell their sons about the day Mohamed Salah chose love over money.

Grandfathers would remember your goals long after football forgets statistics.

Because legends are not remembered for what they earned.

They are remembered for what they meant to people.

And Mohamed, if you came to Beşiktaş, you would mean everything.

You would have a city praying for your success.

A stadium chanting your name.

A community respecting your faith.

And millions of hearts beating with yours every weekend.

Years from now, nobody will remember the numbers written on contracts.

Nobody will remember who offered a little more money.

But they will remember the feeling.

The feeling that one of the greatest Muslim footballers in history chose a club with a soul.

A club whose supporters loved him before he even arrived.

A club that would protect him, support him, and carry his name with pride forever.

If football is only about money, then this letter means nothing.

But if football is also about faith, love, loyalty, and legacy...

Then Beşiktaş is waiting for you.

Not with the biggest contract.

But with open arms.

Not with promises of wealth.

But with promises of love.

And sometimes, Mohamed...

Love is worth more than everything else.

With endless respect, admiration, and hope,

Millions of Beşiktaş supporters.
🦅🖤🤍

[OOnuRR’ LU BORSA 🫥 @ZZZETAAA]

Dear Mohamed Salah,

Maybe you have heard many offers in your life.

Clubs offering more money.
Clubs offering bigger contracts.
Clubs promising new trophies and new records.

But this letter is not about money.

Because money can buy a player.

It can never buy love.

Mohamed, there are millions of people in Türkiye who see more than the footballer when they look at you. They see a man who never forgot where he came from. A man who carries his faith with pride. A man who bows his head only before Allah and remains humble despite conquering the biggest stages in football.

That is why this message comes from the heart.

Beşiktaş is not the richest club in the world.

But it may have some of the richest hearts.

Our supporters know suffering.
They know loyalty.
They know what it means to stand with someone in difficult times and love them without conditions.

And if one day you wore the black and white shirt, you would not be welcomed as a transfer.

You would be welcomed as family.

Imagine stepping into Dolmabahçe on a European night.

The Bosphorus beside you.

The black and white colors around you.

Tens of thousands of voices singing your name.

Not because of the goals you scored for Liverpool.
Not because of the trophies you won.

But because they already love the person you are.

Because they see themselves in you.

A Muslim man.
A humble man.
A man who never let fame change his character.

In a world where football is becoming more and more about money, Beşiktaş remains about something different.

Soul.

Spirit.

Belonging.

You have earned millions.

You have won everything.

But there is one thing that no amount of money can guarantee:

Being loved forever.

At Beşiktaş, children would grow up telling stories about you.

Fathers would tell their sons about the day Mohamed Salah chose love over money.

Grandfathers would remember your goals long after football forgets statistics.

Because legends are not remembered for what they earned.

They are remembered for what they meant to people.

And Mohamed, if you came to Beşiktaş, you would mean everything.

You would have a city praying for your success.

A stadium chanting your name.

A community respecting your faith.

And millions of hearts beating with yours every weekend.

Years from now, nobody will remember the numbers written on contracts.

Nobody will remember who offered a little more money.

But they will remember the feeling.

The feeling that one of the greatest Muslim footballers in history chose a club with a soul.

A club whose supporters loved him before he even arrived.

A club that would protect him, support him, and carry his name with pride forever.

If football is only about money, then this letter means nothing.

But if football is also about faith, love, loyalty, and legacy...

Then Beşiktaş is waiting for you.

Not with the biggest contract.

But with open arms.

Not with promises of wealth.

But with promises of love.

And sometimes, Mohamed...

Love is worth more than everything else.

With endless respect, admiration, and hope,

Millions of Beşiktaş supporters.
🦅🖤🤍