The Taxi Driver

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The inner thoughts of my last taxi driver in Istanbul. Probably.

I’m working through lunch again today. It’s the only way I can make ends meet these days. On the road by 7 a.m., starting with a couple of airport runs. Fill out the morning with a few neighborhood rides, and maybe some mall runs at noon. Eat a few snacks while driving and make my last trip of the day toward home. I can quit by 8 p.m., early enough to have dinner with my…