Sunset Strip Sarajevo
14 min readAug 11, 2023
short story
Saturday, June 28th, 2014
We manage to grab a table by the window, the last one available, but we are still waiting for Stefan.
“It’s lovely to be back. I do like the Archduke,” said Julia, placing her denim jacket over the back of the chair.
The stuffed swordfish glistens on the wall and some kind of wrought iron insignia casts a shadow…