" Tangerinist ... Tangerinist ... How much costs a kilo?" a woman yelled from an open window on the upper floor of a building across the street. It had always amused Zeliha to see how easily, almost effortlessly, the denizens of this city were capable of inventing unlikely names for ordinary
professions. You could add an -ist to almost every single thing sold in the market, and the next thing you knew, you had yet another name to be included in the elongated list of
urban professions. Thus, depending on what was put on sale, one could easily be called a"tangerinist," "waterist," or "bagelist"... "

― Elif Shafak , The Bastard of Istanbul