"A dreamy street between Kaptol and Gradec connects Krvavi Most and Tkaličićeva with the Dolac market and Opatovina ... with a plateau where every morning colorful flowers delight the eye. Where around tables, morning visitors who flowed just moments before through doorways into the heart of the city to sip their coffee -- the city's morning pulse, the jostling of these bodies. Sturdy, ageless cloth-woven bags and the cries of eternal old women from behind their benches cast a spell on Time itself; and produce with their breath the spirit that we recognize as the living raiment of the city, its domestic face."