Elif happily adopted the label of fixer, at least in the early days. The title did not entirely make sense (what was broken and how did she fix it?) but sounded cool and signaled that her project of becoming intimately familiar with the Other Turkey was succeeding, that she was not an insulated bourgeois but a gritty on-the-ground woman of action. After her initial, thrilling induction into the craft during the Gezi protests, though, her duties as a fixer quickly became less adventurous and more mundane.