Quite lost in the Croatian capital, very much out of place, I am doing my best to focus inward. Ever more inward. But how can I put my mind off the world that surrounds me day in and day out? How can I shrug off the overwhelming disgust that follows me wherever I set my foot? The best I can do under the circumstances is to embrace the sentiment. Become one with it. Nurse it along. Embellish it. Blow it up with all my might. The best I can do in my predicament is to become no less than disgust itself.