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Now, picture this: a gal, let’s call her Ruby—red lips, sass for days—workin’ the corner like she owns it. Reminds me of that movie I adore, *The Secret in Their Eyes*. Y’know, where Benjamin says, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” Ruby’s got secrets in her eyes too, darlin’—stories them fancy folks’d never guess. She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at drunk fools, probly got a heart bigger’n my hair!

La Strada Documentation Center

Criminal police in Zadar completed an investigation against several people who organized and provided sexual services in the area and in other parts of the country.

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking, minding my own business, when I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I rush over, thinking I’m a hero or something. I help her out, and she starts telling me about the good ol’ days in Balcani. She’s got stories, man! Like, how the streets used to be filled with music and laughter. I’m getting all nostalgic, thinking about how much I love this city.

The Balkans as the Heart of Europe: Overcoming “Balkanization” and Otherness // Events