In Prizren, time fold in on itself. Languages overlap, gestures mirror, and strangers discover they share more than words. Between call to prayer and pop music, between tradition and curiosity, I found the small commonalities that hold us together.

The diversity of Sarajevo is not the result of the formation of a 20th century metropolis, but of centuries of layered histories. There is a spot in the old town, where you look east and see Istanbul, then you look west and see Vienna. The city calls it “the meeting of cultures”. This historical mosaic narrates the story of the Balkans and makes one ponder over the problems of separatism and the possibilities of unity in this rather small, but largely troubled part of Europe.