"And like a bridge over troubled water..."
July 21st 2006 Friday morning, I woke up in the apartment in Dubrovnik, screamed in the bathroom as a fuzzy centipede-like creature crawled out of the floor drain, and finished off the rest of my milk and cereal- hooray for cereal! Nikola had been very kind in that he said that he would buy a ticket for the 8:00 am bus to Mostar for me; I could just pay him back. However, as I was finishing my packing, Danije
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