Zagreb: Britanski Trg

Geneva

Thirty have set out from the western end of Ilica. He succumbs in Britanski Trg. None of the others make it that far.

Knowing I will not understand what she says and feeling I have no choice but to trust her, I hold out my two hands piled with bills and coins and invite her to take whatever it is I owe.

It dawns on me that the only reason I gave him twenty dollars is because he looked like he didn’t need it.