There are exactly 399 km between Belgrade and Kosovo Polje, and the train covers them in eight-nine-ten hours. There is no welcome, and one knows one has arrived in Kosovo, where practically everything has deteriorated from politics to the economy, and where people lead what is called “parallel lives.” The train to Kosovo Polje is a rundown heap, but the […]
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