Time moves differently in Pehlivanköy; there's a stillness here that comes from the rail line cutting through the fields, the quiet streets, and the wide open plain. Looking for a big plan is pointless, because life already runs at its own pace out here. Sitting in a tea garden, walking along the edge of the plain, or just counting passing trains — even you can't decide. Roll a dice before the next whistle blows; whatever number comes up, that's today's break.