I walked with my brother and sisters in the streets leading to the old city. An old beautiful, but plain, building caught our attention. I was particularly taken by a bare tree with one big stem without branches that stood next to the building. I wanted to take photos of it with my mobile phone, but as the building looked like an embassy I wondered if it was allowed to do so. Then I decided to take the picture without including the building in it, but I found the pictures taken could not capture the majesty and mysteriousness of the tree though.
A blonde woman and a darker man came out of the building and spoke to me in a foreign language I could not recognize. The language sounded east European and I wondered if the two persons were Romanian. I asked them in English if the building was an embassy, a cultural center or a restaurant, and they murmured in their incomprehensible language.
I walked away and approached the main gate of the building and there was a restaurant menu stand that I haven’t seen before. Beside the menu and on the margin of the page there was information mentioned the name of Kosovo. I wondered about the prices of the items in the menu, and tried to take a glimpse of what was inside through the windows but to no vail.
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