“that familiar, yellow, solitary moon
the same moon that silently floated over fields of
pampas grass”
– haruki murakami, 1Q84
belgrade
through brazil and the lowlands of the north
through the patagonian pampas
open the door
to the east
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belgradestreets 
Love this where is it?
An abandoned printing factory called BIGZ in Belgrade, full of underground bars, jazz and darkness…
Oh wow sounds excellent i want to be there 🙂
It feels dark and gritty and sullen. Excellent!
Thank you, and you just described me too!
😉
LOL.
I would love to explore the other side of the door 😉
Given what I know about that building, you would probably need to be quite brave!
That would be part of the adventure 😉 And why should i bother, you will be there with me, my friend 😀
Camera at the ready, for whatever lies behind the door?
You betcha 😉 😀
That makes me curious, especially because it carries the name of my country. What’s behind the door? 🙂
Probably a bar…the building BIGZ is a disused and derelict printing factory. Full of bars, bands rehearsing, a jazz club on the roof and some very very dark corners. You should visit next time you are in the white city!
It looks interesting! It’s now on my list, thank you for sharing! 🙂
My pleasure, and bring back photos!