Woodwork
The smell of wood: a carpenter’s shop in Zonguldak and four boys’ first sandpaper
The best smell of my childhood was the sawdust drifting out of the carpenter’s shop at the top of our street. Years later I found it again at our kitchen table in İstanbul, in the hands of four boys holding sandpaper for the first time. Why wood is the most patient craft of all.
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