Well,it's hard to say,starting from the feeling that i'll get shanked every night entering my flat by the local negroe gang sniffing glue,smoking weed ,or whatever the fudge they do all day in there,to the weird feeling of walking next to people dressed in tents,strange,appaling Arab music in every shop,to the fact that everything seems backwards in here .Strange enough,the few things familiar to me are a Turkish kebab and coffe shop.Also,a Turkish supermarket has Romanian products,from beer to sausages.