
Sarajevo at night
It was midnight, and wartime. Sarajevo, pitted all over with bullet marks, was dark and shuttered, and the airport was closed, but I got a seat on a minibus going down to the coast. Scattered ruins passed dismally by—house after house gaping in the darkness, with no signs of life but for a single dim light, perhaps on a ground floor or a fire burning in a brazier.
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call me crazy. call me insane....i just added this city
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