14 March 1998 “When I was small I used to think that Shiptar was the name for a profession”, admitted a colleague journalist recently. The mind of a child — as usual — grew into the real meaning of overly refined psycho social attitudes: the perception of Albanians in Belgrade during the fifties (in actual fact, from the thirties on) […]
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