When I took a walk in the sunny morning, I came to the end of the street up on the hillside, a man, Djingis, showed me to join his family in having breakfast on the roof of his house. Everybody gathered on a big blanket, grandmother to grandchildren. We communicated with a few words in English and Turkish. Some words are universal as Ibrahimovic and Fenerbahce. We had tea and olives, tomatoes, cheese, advocate, bread and many other things.
It was a wonderful start of the day.
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