Tuesday, 29 April 2025

Opinion

There’s a sound that defines Easter in Dubrovnik—not the uplifting chorus of church bells, nor the joyful peal of children unwrapping chocolate eggs on the sun-drenched Stradun. No, it’s the…
Before I start, let me make something crystal clear: my knowledge of classical music is on par with Donald Trump’s grasp of economic theory. Which is to say, non-existent, or…
If you’ve ever doubted the power of long-term commitment, allow me to introduce you to a man who’s been in a passionate, 80-trip relationship with a city. His name is…
Ah, spring. That delightful time of year when nature awakens, birds sing, and—most importantly—we are all forced to endure the semi-annual ritual of pretending that an hour of our lives…
A year ago, I took a leap—literally—and signed up for my first pole dance class. It had been on my mind for a while, and when I asked the Girl…
This is something of a sequel to a column from a few weeks, which should give you an idea of the never-ending war I am waging. If the Hundred Years’…
"Wait a minute, aren’t you the Englez?" said the man plonking himself down next to me on the flight to Zagreb. "Well, I’m not the Englez, but yes," I smirked,…

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