The longer we are here, the more I forget to notice things.
One of the things about Sarajevo that startles at first and that now I, sadly, barely hear, is the call to prayer. Sarajevo is a city of mosques--there are minarets all over the city--and atop each minaret is a speaker through which the call to prayer is broadcast five times a day.
The mosques obviously don't coordinate their clocks, because one call to prayer will begin and then a few seconds another and then another and another, the sound cresting and then dying away.
It's a sound I love.
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