Perhaps

Yesterday was, by all accounts, another brilliantly hot summer day. The sun was shining. The cats were flopped on the balcony. The old lady across the street was watering her flowers. All was quiet in centru, the beautiful lull between when the students are gone and the Hungarian Days tourists have yet to arrive. The only crowds were down at the strand where girls in … Continue reading Perhaps

First we must remember

On December 21, 1989 at 3:45 in the afternoon, troops stationed in the nearby town of Floresti arrived in the main square of Cluj and opened fire on unarmed demonstrators. A local man named Razvan Rotta, carrying his own personal camera, took the only images of that massacre. It was one of his photographs that I posted two days ago. Elsewhere, where no visual documentation … Continue reading First we must remember