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Constantinople, for this town has only 10,000 inhabitants- & went and had one more cup of Turkish coffee at a coffee house. Delicious it was too. To ask for a cup of coffee is about all I can say in Turkish & to be requested to sit down about all I can understand. At this coffee house were two Turks, perfectly unEuropeanized, playing a game of our Backgammon. Very likely it originated here. Nothing in a Turkish town is worth seeing but the bazar & the mosques & I was afraid I should get into difficulty if I tried them here where they are not used to tourists. There was a fine acqueduct in the Roman fashion but I thought probably not Roman all things considered about it. I declare I hate to part from that Turkish coffee. Now you do precisely as I tell you. Take some of the very best coffee, part mocha. Roast it well & while it is hot grind it very fine indeed to a very fine powder. Screw your coffeemill up to its tightest. All depend on this. Then immediately warm it again if it’s cold & take about half a measure of this & half a measure of boiling water. Put it right on the fire & give it one boil. It must be on so short
a time that it does not get bitter. Then take it off pour it into a cup a little smaller than a claret glass (that cup on your bureau is just the thing) do not for the world clear it but wait an instant & the grounds will go to the botton. Sip as soon as the top part is pretty clear & not gritty, without any sugar (because it ought not to be the least bitter) or else if the coffee is not good enough for that with just a little pot in in making it. Of course the bottom of the cup will be all grounds & that you leave. Try it. French coffee is a perfect fool to it. Cavalla would be an excellent place to observe the eclipse if a better cannot be had. It would be an endurable place to be for a couple of weeks & the instruments could easily be got there & easily put up in a good place. What is also of importance, a telegraph connects it with points whose longitude is known. The inhabitants seemed to think me quite a curiosity this morning but I really don´t see why they should. I have much more to say I assure you & if this dullest days admit of being described at such length you may imagine what the rest of the time is when I can with difficulty get time to put pen to paper.

sNarah wrote: »

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thats what she said...

For the benefit of brendog;

sNarah wrote: »

And don't just look, try to stare with such power and passion that it becomes nearly unnatural. Then - and only then - have you succeeded.

Like this?

Door 7 of course!

What happened to doors 3,4,5,6,8,9,10, etc..?

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Congratulations - you have won a mat made out of fake grass!
(the audience goes wild with cheers!)

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