Turkey’s burning rage
I’M SITTING outside a posh cafe in Taksim Square, Istanbul, drinking Turkish tea and eating baklava. I’ve been here for hours. Every now and then I get up and wander around trying not to look like I’m looking.
But next to nothing happens here on weekdays. The protests are scheduled for Saturdays.
Revoiced
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