quarta-feira, 19 de maio de 2004

Safe Area Gorazde

(de Joe Sacco)


Joe: (But I was trying to break the ol'ice-aroo with Emira, the 19-year-old translator who'd been assigned to us for the afternoon.)

(Okay! Scratch that opening? But before I could think up another klunker she was asking me if I'd come back to Gorazde again.)

(Again? I've just gotten here, my dear.)


Emira: If you come again, is it possible?

Can you buy some Levi's for me in Sarajevo? 501's, Originals. I can give you the money.


Joe: (She gave me her sizes.)


Emira: But they must be Originals.


Joe: (Where were we?)

(Gorazde!)

(An almost exclusively Muslim enclave...)

(There were barrels of armed Serbs between here and the nearest pair of Originals.)


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