
Jasmin Jusuf Jusufović
At dawn, that July 8th, it was thundering somewhere in the woods loud enough to wake us. That is when I moved to my shelter, next to the freezer, where the thickest wall was. …

At dawn, that July 8th, it was thundering somewhere in the woods loud enough to wake us. That is when I moved to my shelter, next to the freezer, where the thickest wall was. …

“My brother, Amel Hodžić (left) and me (right) before the war, circa 1991. Maybe the last photo with two of us together.” My name is

The story of this watch is very dear to me. This watch belonged to my beloved grandfather, Suljo Salko Jahić. He was not just my