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DRUGI UNIVERZUM | ANOTHER UNIVERSE

DRUGI UNIVERZUM Postoji taj neki univerzum, više je kao košnica, u kom bivstvuju svi. Postoji taj neki univerzum, jedan, ali ne i usamljen, koji je na drugoj strani, i u kome bivstvuje on. Nikada nije imao ime. … Oduvek sam htela da od njihovih parčića napravim njega jednog. I pre 35 godina i pre nekoliko dana.… Keep Reading

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VANZEMALJSKA IMPLANTACIJA

Noć. Promašene koordinate ih nisu sprečile da uspešno izvedu otmicu. Ona je ležala mirno dok su je dodirivali instrumentima. Vanzemaljski brdjani sa laptopskim glavama. Direktni transfer terabajta sećanja sa glave priključene na glavu. Jutro. Princeza je ponovo kod kuće. Refraktovani zraci sunca se pojavljuju na horizontu mora robova, bojeći nebo u crveno. Miris sveže kafe… Keep Reading

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DO YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH TO PLAY THE GAME ALL OVER AGAIN? | IMAŠ LI SNAGE DA OBRNEŠ IGRICU?

This article is published via Thrive Global portal: Do you have the strenght to play the Game all over again?  DO YOU HAVE THE STRENGHT TO PLAY THE GAME ALL OVER AGAIN? How much death can a man take? How long is my Pacman game going to last and when is Pacman going to win and eat everything that crosses his way? One of my first memories is the memory of death. I was two years old. I was… Keep Reading

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FAMILY COUNCIL | KUĆNI SAVET

Family council At the age of 11, somewhere back in 1984, I wrote an application to increase the allowance to Tatomirović family council, which consisted of mom, dad and me. Inflation had eaten away my budget and I acted as an equal member of the council of each family. The request had an appropriate date, a stamp, as well as an appropriate facsimile next to my signature. A couple of years before that, the family council had decided to motivate me with such a gift, because my mom was in hospital, and I was pretty terrified of her absence, or, even more, of the time… Keep Reading

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Breakfast at Tiffany’s, this afternoon… / Doručak kod Tifanija, danas popodne…

Breakfast at Tiffany’s, this afternoon … I am lying on the bed with my feet on the wall, and taking care that I do not put my leg on Audrey Hepburn’s face that is smiling to me from the wallpaper. Somewhere behind, somewhere in my head, music can be heard… A dream is stirring my thoughts which convince me that I should, like Holly Golightly, have my own Paul Varjak who would realize that behind that simple black dress, simple pearls and cigarette holder or jeans, plain T-shirt and Adidas sneakers hides fear that each man will be worse than the previous one… and… Keep Reading

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