The plain stretches wide in Şarkikaraağaç, streets going quiet early between the apple orchards and open fields. This is one of the province's farthest corners, so escaping the noise never takes much effort. Once evening falls, the question of what to do just hangs there — nobody's around to answer it. Bang the dice on the table and be done with the indecision; whichever direction the plain whispers, drag your evening that way.