Another selection from my Residua is about to be published. And in Belgrade, of all places. Two such selections have already been published in the capital of former Yugoslavia more than a decade ago. The first was about my growing up in Belgrade, as is only appropriate, but the second was about my “return” to Istria, where my parents hailed from. Both were in English. At first blush, this was like publishing a book about some Serbian boondocks in the Croatian capital, of all places. And in French, of all languages. Bordering on the impossible, that is. In fact, no Croatian publisher would ever think about publishing a book in a foreign language no matter the subject. But Belgrade is a special place to this day in spite of the many changes since the breakdown of Yugoslavia. It remains the largest city in the Western Balkans. One way or another, it remains its intellectual capital, as well. Whence my latest book about climate change, a planetary subject par excellence. And the fact that it will soon appear in Belgrade makes me quite happy. Nay, exuberant. In the years to come, I expect many a surprise of this ilk from the city of my youth. For my sins, I already have a couple of books in mind. Go Belgrade, go!