Sarajevo One always walks down the cobbled streets of the great Ancient city of Rome imagining how life must have been during those times. You see the Colusseum on the right, Palatine Hill on the left, Trevi Fountain in front of you. All the grandeur, all the glory, all the prosperity that was Rome. Whilst walking the streets of Sarajevo in Bosnia, I tried to imagine the exact opposite. A bullet-ridden wall on the right, a half-destroyed building on the left, a Sarajevo Rose (representing six or more deaths by a mortar explosion) in front of me. All the destruction, all
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