This Syrian guy owns a bakery in Izmir, Turkey.
It’s my favourite place in the whole city because every time I walk past he gives me free pieces of warm, freshly baked baklava dripping in honey.
Despite being a shop owner, he seems to misunderstand the concept of a shop and every time I select a tray of baklava to buy, he insists on not charging me saying ‘NO MONEY, NO MONEY!’ and shaking his hands in protest.
I have to force notes into his palm or hide coins on the counter and run away.
The bakery is in a predominantly Syrian area of the city where it is clear all around you that people don’t have much. Yet they continue to give everything.
It continues to baffle me.
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