DEDICATION Edison Gjergos’s ex-fiancée: They ruined my life, he remains unforgettable On page 12
DEDICATION Edison Gjergos’s former fiancée: They destroyed my life, he remains unforgettable On page 12
Opinion of the Day I had set out from Berat for Këlcyrë. In Buz, with tears in my eyes, I was told the road to Këlcyrë via Qafa e Kiçokut is impassable. Whether I wanted to or not, I dashed downhill in a rage... By EDISON YPI I had set out from Berat for Këlcyrë. In Buz, I was to
Opinion of the Day I’ll cross Labëria like a hunter chasing a roe deer, side by side, from Vlora to Tepelenë. No matter how difficult it is, no matter how many obstacles there are, even without water and without bread.... By EDISON YPI The village with a dog’s name Continues on p
OPERATION On page 9
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI Password Passwords “godwillbewithyouandyouwillbe- tired”, “youdon’tknowforwork”, “youareonlyforthings”, “youarenotoneofus”, “itisyourfault”, “itwouldtakeyourblod- ...
Where everyone is a thief, a parasite, ignorant, a liar, a scammer, a gossip, and yet you continue to be a human being, you’re in a tight spot, you can’t even cry... Opinion of the Day Where everyone is a thief, para- site, ignorant, liar, scammer, gossip, and yet you continue to
Opinion of the Day You are traveling somewhere. Not in Sauk, Ndroq, Pezë, Tapizë. These are near or far, deathly shefates that always seem to your mind broad and easy.... By EDISON YPI Along the Road Continues on page 19
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI Private Italian television channels had begun to appear. People whose souls had turned bitter from waiting for decades to dress like people... Continues on page 18 Kirovi
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI You are traveling somewhere. Not to Sauk, Ndroq, Pezë, Tapizë. Those are nearby, oh you poor soul, your mind always goes to easy things.... By the Roadside Continues on page 19
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI A bicycle is a metal object without age. Today, like before and ten years from now, it always remains neither new nor old. A bicycle is a “real estate”... Bicycle Continues on page 20
Opinion of the Day He didn’t feel well. His peace of mind had been disturbed. He was dizzy. The world was spinning around him. He went to a forest outside the city. He took a deep breath. He felt relieved. ... By EDISON YPI The Embrace Continues on page 21
By EDISON YPI The New Man Continued on page 20
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI Since childhood, a gulf separated us. I was never called to play during the golden age. Since I was 14, I made plans to escape through barbed wire and border dogs..... Continued on page 21 I am Jewish
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI My eyes got wet. Oh God, what happened to me? Why did it happen? Where did it come from? What should I do? Where should I put up with it? I didn’t grate any onions. I didn’t accidentally cut my finger, and a little blood came out... Wet Eyes Conti
Opinion of the Day By EDISON YPI The King of Traffic is the Truck. Anyone who doubts or rejects this is not alright in the head and should see a psychiatrist. Don’t make it harder... Traffic Continued on page 21
Opinion of the Day After sporadic childhood experiences before the army, a little during the army, but especially after the army, I had established a steady relationship with the radio... Continues on page 20 By EDISON YPI With headphones
Where everyone is a thief, para- Kuzitë, intriguers, liars, shady dealers, gossipmongers, if you go on being a Human Being, you’re in trouble, you won’t make it through... Continues on page 18 By EDISON YPI Glory to the Dog
Opinion of the Day The real electorate of the Democratic Party, the idealistic core, serious Albanian democrats, patriots who are serious and humble, who after a self-interest... Continues on page 21 By EDISON YPI The self-destructive cause of the Democratic Party
The Day’s Opinion By EDISON YPI The Arbër Road begins at the Dajti canyon. As soon as you enter that canyon, you feel goosebumps on your skin, a shiver through your body, a chill down your back, you feel as if you are in the entrance corridor... Concert Continues on page 21