The fishing men in Istanbul came from different places of the city.They spent most of their time standing by the coast line and waiting for prey,but always there were only a few 3-inch long sardines in the foamy box until the late night.Sometimes they will fight for a place on the Galata bridge so that it was easy to have a transaction with the restaurant downstairs. The fishing men worked hard for seasons, never feel relax.They can’t go back home unless they hve enough lira to buy family tomorrow’s meal. One day a fishing man found a strange structure along the golden horn at night, where he could take a nap and then got a magic harvest.
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