Suratsız Istanbul

In the streets of "Sour-faced Istanbul," no one recognizes anyone else; every gaze remains suspended in a dull void, as if hitting a wall. This indifference and gray coldness covering every corner of the city is only broken by the vibrant red of a nostalgic tram gliding on the rails. Despite that expressionless mask on people's faces, this tram passing through the street whispers that there is still something radiant in Istanbul and that a hope is hidden even in the darkest crowd.