She was only just getting used to the slick city streets and to the smell of gasoline and oil and lead. By then she had more or less got the hang of swerving sharply to the right, or sharply to the left, straight on, over the bridge, before the traffic lights turned red. But her early life was sp...
He said that every February, never getting used to winters finishing so early at the seaside, the rules of nature of a lifetime no longer applied. The rules didn’t apply because he wasn’t in Travnik, where in February the snows fall on Mount Vlašić, and he wasn’t in Sarajevo, where they cover Tre...