I had a backpack filled with flags,

28 of them,

14 black and 14 white. The white ones had the initials of my friends, artists and intellectuals who were in Belgrade; the black ones had the initials of those who left it. Additionally, there were two flags with the inscriptions "TO" and "FROM".

Nana, Valentina and Tanja found out immediately that there was a better spot for planting flags: a row of red and white small plastic container-shape things that were separating the two sides of the highway at the crossing. I counted the containers. there were

28 of them...