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This blog is a travelogue of my time living in Belgrade. It's an alternative to spamming my friends on Facebook. I will post photos and tell whatever stories I think would be fun to share.

My first week in Belgrade has coincided with unseasonably cold weather, along with quite a bit of rain.

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