Making Turkish rugs by hand.
Selling peppers in the mountain village of Sirince
Baking bread in Sirince, a scene that could have been 2000 BC. The bread was delicious. It was the only restaurant I've eaten in with a dirt floor, but oh the view across the Sirince hillside.
This man worked onyx. I ended up buying six coasters for $15
No, I did not try one. But they have cafés where one can rent a smoke and relax, the Turkish version of Starbucks.
This remind you of anyone?
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