Done a lot of all three. In fact, I've drunk so much Turkish coffee in the past two days that I--to steal a phrase--can smile a black-toothed grin.
Ok. Not literally, but quite figuratively.
Got in touch with the Turkish-Serbian girl I met in Belgrade (see relevant entry), and I told her she'd end up in the novel that will come from this travelogue. So, for now, she offered me her nom de guerre as Sıdıka, though she'll want a different name before she enters the meta-fictional world.
Waiting to hear back from folks like Tanović, and a professor from the local University, but considering how blissed I am at just wandering the narrow broken cobblestone alleys and drinking coffee for less than a US$, I'm really in no hurry to do much of anything else.
Paid a visit this morning to some friends who no longer breathe the air of this world, but that's a tale for another time.
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