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Good night. I'm reading stunning Orhan Pamuk's 'Istanbul: Memories and the City' that Paul Theroux glowingly refers to in his 'Ghost Train to the Eastern Star'. I think you'll love it. It's raining softly. A train clangs into the shunting yards as I turn out the light and a mutt barks once on the other side of town.

(Pamuk, author of 'My Name is Red', was the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature 2006.)