15/06/16. I’ve been in mourning since Sunday afternoon, when I read about the Orlando massacre.

And it’s been strange to be in mourning just one week after being part of a beautiful, joyful celebration of love and queerness. A gay commitment ceremony in rural Serbia, in a tiny village that all the world’s statistics and stereotypes would say is a place of closed-mindedness, conservativism and homophobia. Our neighbors are farmers and domestic workers, truck drivers and school teachers, artists and students.