Then we met with Üsküdarlı Dilaver. On a summer day, he took us to Hippodrome where some delis were plunging swords in their bodies walking on dusty, hot soils. Incognito we joined them. We analized all, at nights when we were alone, we drawed them, wrote stories in small notepads incase we forget them. In 1582 when many acrobats, magicians and players who joined the circumcision celebration of Sultan III. Murad's son Mehmet, recorded as prizes and when we heard them saying that the Janissary Association had corrupted, we laughed at them too. But we didn't forget the weird smile of those who were on the first site on battles. We tried to understand the meaning of that sad, sour smile bu we failed, we asked questions but they even didn't understand. Again, we tried to add that smile on the statues, we tried hard.