What was once a glorious staircase, lined with tea shops and vendors, today sits in ruins on a Sarajevo hillside.
An entire lifetime of pain, suffering and redemption plays out on these crumbling stairs which were a part of the 1984 Olympics. They’ve witnessed the town being surrounded, the horrors of genocide, the beauty of growth.
The City of Roses, despite its tragic history, has overcome so much.
I love these stairs as much as I love Sarajevo.