Category: I’ve got five acres in Cappadocia that you can have at a steal

“Paging Mr. Rogers, Mr. Mustafa Rogers” “Hallo!” called a voice from inside the courtyard. My daughter and I were heading out to the manav to hunt down fruits and vegetables, so without breaking step, I called back “Hello!” After this call and response, there was a rustle inside the courtyard, and a body came flying…