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“Macedonia square, but the statue is sweating, My pockets are empty, but the bass is heavy. She left me for a guy with a German plate, So I’ll drink rakija until I hallucinate.” The bridge: Silence. Just the hum of a trolleybus 50 meters away. A dog barks. A mother yells from a balcony, “ALEKSANDAR, DOJDI VEČERAJ!”

The Old Bazaar (Čaršija) at dusk, just as the call to prayer fades and the neon lights of a new city flicker on. shkupi muzik

But wait—listen to the other channel. That’s the new Skopje. “Macedonia square, but the statue is sweating, My