Construction, construction, construction... We bounced up and down what must've been the bumpiest, most torn-up road in Ankara (be sure to keep that it mind as you read on - bump, bump, bump). It was about a month or so ago. I had squeezed into an already-full minibus and was standing in the doorway, which was about halfway back on the right side of the vehicle. I had a perfect view of the driver from where I stood. He seemed to be having some trouble with his cigarette lighter. The darn thing just wouldn't light, so, gripping the steering wheel with his knees (bounce, bump, bump), he cupped his hand around the cigarette, but still just couldn't summon that needed flame. Wind wasn't the problem. No, it was a hand-held energy crisis. It was an obviously
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