from the ‘Imagined States and Desires: A Balkan Journey’

“It was a strange city and seemed to have been cast up in a valley one winters night like some prehistoric creature.It was not easy to be a child in that place” (Ismail Kadare Chronicle in Stone)

In this place, it was not difficult to see how the boy had fallen, like Narcissus, in love with his own reflection.

By Vanessa Winship

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