BOULEVARD Magazine No.4 December 2013 - Page 73

I am sitting in the garden of a small Belgrade coffee shop, squinting the light but vast sky which brings slowly gloomy clouds to this side of the town. It will rain, and I was in my ancient holey sneakers that, after I replace them with a newer version, I can freely take them as an exhibit in the Archaeological Museum. Patiently waiting for my interviewee, I was picking the cappuccino’s foam with my teaspoon that was placed in front of me. All the questions I could ask him were spinning in my head. There were plenty. What would you ask the former hip-hoper and art director of our largest commercial online magazi