Every now and then something astounds me here, sometimes in a good way, sometimes in a bad. Yesterday I stopped by my local art supply shop to see if they had the spray mount I requested. They had two cans of the stuff, one blue, one purple, and the labels were in Cyrillic. I asked which glue was stronger, but the clerk didn’t know. I was prepared to give up when he told me to get both of them and then return the one I didn’t want. He bagged them up and I pulled out 70 lira (about $50, yep, one of those expensive imports), but then he said “para yok” which means no money. He trusted me to take the cans without a receipt, and to return and pay later. Isn’t that just amazing?
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