"In the morning,when you wake and see a mist over the Golden Horn with the minarets rising out of it slim and clean towards the sun and the Muezzin calling the faithful to prayer in a voice that soars and dips like an aria from a Russian opera, you have the magic of the east.""Constantinople is noisy, hot, hilly, dirty, and beautiful"
Ernest Hemingway
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