The day in Eyyübiye doesn't start with the call to prayer — it starts with a neighbor's tea invitation, and try saying no and you'll find yourself on your third glass two hours later. The crowd circling the shrine of Job coexists with the stillness of the side streets, somehow both at once. Come evening cool, you'll want to walk somewhere, you just won't know which direction. Can't decide? Roll the dice and let your feet do the rest.