To reach the observatory, we drove past the gutted motel, climbed over the fallen lamppost and walked past the trenches. Muhamed warned me to follow in
his footsteps; the area hadn't been searched for mines yet. Over the stubs of trees we could see Sarajevo stretched out below us, a lovely sight for a gunner.
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