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Prošle godine u Barnetu

Rabih Alameddine

Dies ist eine tiefgründige, philosophische und urkomisch charmante Geschichte über den Krieg, den Erinnerung und Vergessen jeden Tag in unserem Leben führen.

Schindlerov lift

In Prijedor, einer kleinen Stadt in Bosnien, ragen dreißig Jahre nach dem Zweiten Weltkrieg zwei „Wolkenkratzer“ empor – ein roter und ein blauer. Am roten Himmel verflechten sich die Leben der Bewohner unterschiedlicher Herkunft, Nationalitäten und Relig

Solo

It is a novel about Ulrich, a centenarian from Bulgaria, his life and fantasies.

Sve ono što u džepove nije moglo stati

Adnan Žetica's eye is focused on the space and time that flows through him; he is an observer who finds a poem in the little things that, in a small number of verses, exposes and shows the world in all its baseness, but also its beauty.

Titove pjesme

Through scenes from the life of a single street, Bratić, it seems to me, manages to faithfully portray the state of our entire planet, and with it humanity.

Treće lice jednine

The third person singular is a very complicated and somewhat tricky stylistic device because all the characters in the novel are actually the author himself, and none of them are.

Umiruće tijelo politike: Rat - konstitucija nacionalnog tijela

Die philosophische und theoretische Studie eines bosnisch-herzegowinischen Autors analysiert, wie der Krieg in Bosnien und Herzegowina von 1992 bis 1995 ein biopolitisches Projekt zur Schaffung eines „reinen“ nationalen Körpers durch die systematische Töt

Uoči svetkovine

It's the night before Anna's festival in the middle of the East German flatland of Uckermark. The village of Fürstenfelde is asleep. The ferryman is not – he's dead.