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I just finished this book two days ago. I bought it right before I went to Istanbul, breaking my own book-buying moratorium. (I have 10+ books that I’ve bought or have been given to me that I haven’t read yet.) It was very interesting, and in a lot of ways was an impressionist painting of the city of Istanbul. My main problem with it? It doesn’t have much of a narrative or momentum. It’s a series of varying length mini-essays about various aspects of the author’s life growing up in Istanbul, in roughly chronological order. Overall very good, but sometimes slow.<\/p>\n