About a block from the hotel I befriended a little man selling used shoes on the street corner. Every day that I passed him I would wave and he would wave back. I really wonder if he ever sold any?
As I wandered through the streets making my way to the Spice Market and Grand Bazaar there was always something to capture your attention: The man delivering bread, a little peak into a building that yielded a captivating nook, the colorful spices or the relentless salesman!
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