<img src="https://images.aposto.com/2022/8/5/1663940153832.jpeg" style="display: block; vertical-align: top; margin: 5px auto; text-align: center; width: 100%; max-width: 550px; border-style: none; position: relative; cursor: pointer; padding: 0px 1px; box-sizing: border-box;" ratio="0.67" width="550" fr-original-style="display: block; vertical-align: top; margin: 5px auto; text-align: center; width: 100%; max-width: 550px;" fr-original-class="fr-draggable">That smell...&nbsp;<hr fr-original-style="" style="height: 0px; overflow: visible; border-bottom: none; clear: both; user-select: none; break-after: page; box-sizing: border-box;">Only those who live here will know: The smell of simit in the morningNowhere else in Istanbul:&nbsp;Neighbours who like having fun togetherThe song: If I am allowed to adapt, I would like to try <a fr-original-style="" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-aK6JnyFmk" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="color: rgb(9, 9, 9); text-decoration: none; background-color: transparent; outline: none; cursor: pointer; transition: color 0.3s ease 0s; touch-action: manipulation; user-select: auto; box-sizing: border-box;" target="_blank">California Dreamin’</a>The smell: Frame houses and coffeeThe tempo:&nbsp;Unhurried, productive, chattyNighttime: Humming from the balconies.&nbsp;Daytime: Sounds of walking.My latest discovery in the neighbourhood: Farmyard Co. where I buy honey, molasses, olives, and olive oil.

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