Chapter Four
Angela – Biljana
My godfather was always very generous to me. I pestered my father almost the whole summer to visit him as soon as possible, expecting a nice treat for graduating high school. But fate wasn’t on my side and our encounter was postponed for September.
Nevertheless, the trip to Montenegro turned out good in financial terms because my grandmother gave me a hundred twenty euros, while an uncle treated me with 150. Neighbors and some distant relatives raised the balance of this young freshman for a hundred more so I could visit the brothel again when we returned to Belgrade.
Around eight that Friday night in mid-August, before going to a party in ʻTime Out’, I sat in Dejan’s cab and we headed for Novi Banovci. This time, he refused to enter and decided to wait in
