|Hikmos plucks his instrument and sings Turkish folk
songs. A lift on his motorcycle takes me to his cozy hangout up the
road. Ismail’s friend Mustafa takes us to a spectacular restaurant in a
large cave. We dance playfully in Turkish style — men with men and
women with women. These men were born in Goreme,
and they have no desire to leave.
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