One story from Sarajevo:
We were walking in the evening in searching for a fish restaurant when someone started to bag money from us. I don't remember was it a woman or children because I met a lot of baggers and street-musicians baggers in this city. A great example is when I arrived in Sarajevo and people from a bus started to go out, one boy started to play on his harmonica and to sing the welcoming song to grad Sarajevo. When all people left a square, he has gone.
I don't remember who was that person who asked us for money, but I remember that we didn't stop. We continued our walk but I started talking about this situation and about the uncertainty of this situation. I told one story from Moscow: "This summer I had a situation when I arrived at the railway station in Moscow and I had a need to go further, to Mozhaysk, a city in Moscow region. Everything was fine except for the realization that I don't have enough money to buy a ticket. Just 100 rubley, it's a little bit more than 1 euro but it was the situation when I was lost and scared. I had mobile data, valid credit card, and my mom. 20-30 minutes and I was on my way to Mozhaysk. Easy.
On the way back, when I went out of the train station, I met the eyes of one woman and during seconds understood that she wants something from me. Not good feeling. Feeling of guilty? Feeling that it's unfair that they ask me and not rich people. But what is rich? I decided to talk to her and she said that she lost her credit card and she has not enough money for a ticket to... Mozhaysk. Firstly I said that I'm sorry and I don't have money the same as she and I gone. But in one minute I came back and gave her all the coins that I had. Just because I had money, not a lot, minimum, but I had them and just because I could literally be on her place a few days ago." Continue 🔽🔽
(Photo from the #unhcr official page.
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