In a cramped, shipping-container-shaped box plopped in a dusty spot next to a highway, the baker, Caner Aris, and two colleagues now prepare a small selection of goods and welcome guests at a rickety table out front. They plan to remain here, Mr. Aris said, until some part of their hometown shows enough life to support a larger patisserie. If there is a developing neighborhood and people start settling, we will open there, he said. We aren't thinking about leaving the city.
Across the city, abandoned apartment towers with missing walls line roads. Mechanical excavators hack at damaged buildings, reducing them to rubble to be hauled away and sending up thick dust clouds that hang over the city and clog people's lungs.
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