The Burden of Mimicry
The Burden of Mimicry

Summary/Abstract: Many years ago, when I was eight or nine years old and the world was still full of promises, one of my teachers, puzzled by my surname, atypical for Serbia where most surnames end in "ikj", asked me what I was. I stood up and told him what my father had always told me: that I was a Jew. "But how is it possible", he said, "I thought that there were no more of you Jews left around."

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