Word travels fast in Silvan — before you've finished your tea, what you're having for dinner is already being discussed down the street. You drift between the breeze off Malabadi and the crowd downtown, and whatever plan you had changes every half hour anyway. Sit at the edge of a watermelon field by the river, or wander the old city walls — both work. While you wrestle with the choice, we'll make the call: roll the dice and let the rest flow.