Image number 1. A drunken October night in 1995: At some unseemly hour, at a tavern close to the Terezino Polje border crossing. Everyone is waiting for the Croatian police to process some fifty passengers from Yugoslavia through their computers. A tipsy citizen starts calling out from the corner – in an undertone to begin with – “Serbs, get out”; […]
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