He wants to look after me and show me aroumd. He took me to the ruins of an Armenian Church right behind the place I am staying. Kozan is nothing like the cities I have come from. The towns are now starting to look like upper class third world. Tomorrow I am off to see many Armenian churches/Schools/ and convents with my new Turkish friend who speak no English apart from, Turkish James Bond and Beer is good. No wonder we get on well.
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