In a review, ArtAsiaPacific called it “the most honest work about loneliness since Marina Abramović’s The Artist Is Present — but with more fire and better puns.”

Moved and unnerved, Ulaş Ates brought a fire extinguisher. He stood outside Puluc’s cube and said, through the glass: “You’ve reached me. Now let me reach you.” He sprayed the extinguisher into the brazier. For ten seconds, the performance froze. Then Puluc smiled, hung up the phone, and struck a match — not to burn, but to light a cigarette. She handed it through a small slot. Ulaş took it.

The audience applauded. The counter stopped at searches. Legacy: Burning Bridges, Building Them “Ates 2 Ulas-mak” has since traveled to Berlin and Tokyo, adapted each time with local names and phonebooks. But the soul remains Puluc’s original thesis: true connection is not instant — it is incendiary.