Status Updates From Every Time We Say Goodbye

“I’m fine but I still miss my cigarettes, my one beloved vice, I don’t care about wine or food, sweet or bitter, I don’t care about any of it, but smoking is a passion, a habit you can have a dialogue with, something you constantly negotiate with”

Only someone from the Balkans could write so lovingly of cigarettes

"I would ask her if she remembered the autumn we visited Berlin, I'd tell tell her I was just describing the picture I took back then on my phone, and later lost along with it"

First Croatian novel in my life (how crazy is that??). Also in our language the original title is "Male smrti" (a small death - although "male/mala" has other implications of endearment, like "little one"). Very intrigued on figuring out both titles meanings!!