
“Neither Bulgar nor Serb,” said one such old woman, defiantly, when we left the Monastir road at Dobraveni. “I am Macedonian only and I am sick of war.”

http://akritas-history-of-makedonia.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_5125.html
Macedonia - my shoulders from ruins and skies
Macedonia - my shoulders from ruins and skies
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