One day I was walking along to the suburb of the city to see a museum with a group of teenagers. We passed a river filled with trash because of people who were two lazy to walk a bit further to garbage bins. One of the girls (Bosniak) pointed at the river and said: “You [...]
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Dialogue #1: I Heard You Speak Croatian!
One morning two years ago at a romantic chalet on a beautiful mountain in Poland, I was woken up from my sleep by buzzing noises from outside the window and from another bunk bed in the same room. Apparently, Peter was complaining to Raquel about her annoying gossip which disturbed his sleep. Who cares about [...]
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