Turkey’s a fucking cesspool, a chaotic shithole where everything’s half-assed and falling apart. The streets are littered with trash, the air smells like a mix of sewage and kebab grease, and the government’s so corrupt it makes a mob boss look like a saint. Inflation’s through the roof, so your money’s worth jack shit, and good luck getting a job that doesn’t pay in pocket lint.

The men? Holy fuck, they’re a breed of their own—greasy, chain-smoking perverts who leer at women like they’re meat on a spit. They’ll catcall you in broken English, follow you down alleys with their crusty mustaches twitching, and think it’s flirting when they grab their crotch and wink. It’s a cultural dumpster fire where women can’t walk ten feet without some sleazy fucker making them feel like they need a shower. Avoid this hellhole unless you love dodging creeps and choking on smog.