Yusuf
Yusuf helped me with my search on the first day. He spoke good English because once he had lived in America. He tolerated my obsession with finding the little boy of Istanbul.
However, I think that secretly he thinks I am crazy, somewhat… When he wanted to find me on other days, he knew where to find me, hanging out in Eminonu.
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