Nikola Pasic square was deserted and
white during the snowstorm, as were these cars. For some reason, I really
like this picture. To me, it sums up Belgrade in a sense: there's a rough-running
underpinning to the society - not pretty, not fast, but reliable at the
same time, like the Yugo cars. A pretty new layer is being put on, but
keeping it on top of things can be tough (the melting snow). And at the
same time, there is always a lot of garbage waiting in the wings
to ruin the picture.