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He had been born in a box of hay in a gypsy circus, and had spent his life feeding of fat white columns of spine in the citadel cage. For the first time, the impulse that made him flex his … Continue reading

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On that empty stretch of highway, there is a single sign pointing you in the correct direction. It is easy to miss, a wooden board with the words Sveti Danilo scrawled in white chalk, and a crooked arrow pointing toward … Continue reading

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Like all matriarchal disciplinarians, Mother Vera was certain of my grandfather’s eventual acceptance of order… —Tea Obreht/The Tiger’s Wife

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Months later, long after the forty days were over, when I had already begun to piece things together, I would still go to sleep hoping that he would find his way into my dreams and tell me something important. I … Continue reading

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I couldn’t figure out whether his decision was the result of his commitment to his patients, or some remote glimmer of the same adolescent stubbornness I recognized in myself, in Zora, in the kids on the docks. The possibility that … Continue reading

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Despite the insistent pull of his instinct to protect us, my grandfather still suffered from that national characteristic of our people that is often mistaken for stupidity but is more like self-righteous indignation. —Tea Obreht/The Tiger’s Wife

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A red and yellow parrot sat in a tin cage between the kitchen window and another lopsided watercolor of the black-headed dog. The parrot had been looking suspiciously at Zora since we had entered the kitchen, and he took that … Continue reading

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He barely remembered Luka as a child, but he was wary of the butcher’s son as soon as he’d returned: Luka, who’d seen the world; Luka, who was a brute without being a fool, an inexcusable combination… —Tea Obreht/The Tiger’s … Continue reading

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He would come back with warm tea and water, with porridge for her breakfast, and he would keep her company. Would take care of her. But now, he realized, this was impossible. To leave his house and walk through the … Continue reading

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“Why crossroads?” I say. He sounds a little surprised at my ignorance. “Crossroads are where the paths of life meet, where life changes. In their case, it changes to death. That is where my uncle meets them once the forty … Continue reading

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