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“He has all along, since his coming, been trying his power, slowly but surely; that big child-brain of his is working. Well for us, it is, as yet, a child-brain; for had he dared, at the first, to attempt certain things he would long ago have been beyond our power. However, he means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow. Festina lente may well be his motto.”

A few blocks from the notorious Latin Bridge, I crossed the Miljacka River over the looped Festina Lente, a futuristic pedestrian bridge conceptualized by three design students at Sarajevo’s Academy of Fine Arts.

In a way, it is bit like the festina lente of Interstate 10, but without the cars, the smog, the man in the neon-yellow Dodge Charger listening to Whitesnake’s “Here I Go Again” at peak volume.

In a way, it is bit like the festina lente of Interstate 10, but without the cars, the smog, the man in the neon-yellow Dodge Charger listening to Whitesnake’s “Here I go Again” at peak volume.

I wanted to tell him about the labyrinth, about festina lente, about the Dictaphone in his glovebox.