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Magazin za književnost i umjetnost // Journal for literature and arts

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Mr. Ali’s Driver (III)

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The week went by fast. My routine was simple. I got up, got ready, and headed to the house. I always left the apartment at least half an hour early, to avoid getting stuck in traffic. Continue reading “Mr. Ali’s Driver (III)”

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Mr. Ali’s Driver (II)

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We pulled up to a covered parking lot. There were spaces for three cars, and Ahmed occupied the last one.  I opened the door, and felt the anxiety that I was expecting to feel. It wasn’t the job that made my stomach tight. Continue reading “Mr. Ali’s Driver (II)”

Mr. Ali’s Driver (I)

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It was so quiet. As I waited for my bag, I only heard murmurs of dissatisfied travelers, and men in uniforms constantly repeating one or two instructions. Sheikh Saad Airport was not a big airport, or at least it did not seem to me. Continue reading “Mr. Ali’s Driver (I)”

The 10th Circle

I watch the bus driving away. If I’m lucky, the next one will be here in fifteen minutes. I’m pissed off because I’m tired and hungry and, well, because I usually get pissed off when trying to get anywhere in this city. This time it’s worse: I actually made a run for it. Continue reading “The 10th Circle”

The Smell of Mothballs

          “He is a little bit late, isn’t he?” asked Emina, opening the door.  With her hair wrapped up in a wet towel she headed back through the narrow hallway. Slightly confused, I stood there for a few seconds trying to figure out who she was talking about but it was scorching outside and all I wanted was to feel the cold tiles under my bare feet. Continue reading “The Smell of Mothballs”

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