The city of Sarajevo is much more than a background of the story. It brings its own spirit and image. It has its own sensations, secrets and special features.
This is a city split in two. A city that has survived a siege, still bearing the signs of shooting on the facades of its buildings. A city that has Orthodox and Catholic churches and Muslim mosques, and yet the faces of the people look the same way. It is a city where one can feel tranquility and anxiety at the same time.
A city that can be close to you. A place that you can feel as your own.
A city that has its particular spirit, which can be recognized in the eyes of its inhabitants, in the parks, in the steep slopes of the small streets.
A city that you can bear inside yourself.
A city that can keep part of you.