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What if a game asked you to slow down?
In a gaming world obsessed with speedruns, kill counts, and endless notifications, Workbench Entertainment is choosing to press pause. The small independent studio from Skopje makes games for players who want to wander instead of rush, listen instead of react, and feel instead of win. Their work is somewhere between memory and place, turning quiet…
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I didn’t return – I continued…
There’s something unusual about the ability to stand in the same place again and realize that what has changed most isn’t the space itself, but the way you inhabit it. Bukowina Tatrzańska offered me exactly that experience – not as a return, but as a continuity that has finally become visible. Last year, I arrived…
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Не се вратив – продолжив…
Постои нешто необично во можноста повторно да застанеш на исто место и да сфатиш дека она што најмногу се променило не е просторот, туку начинот на кој го населуваш. Буковина Татжанска ми го понуди токму тоа искуство – не како враќање, туку како континуитет што конечно станал видлив. Минатата година таму пристигнав со внимателност што…
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Развој преку давање во Бугарија
Кога првпат пристигнав во Бугарија, носев повеќе од само куфер со мене, носев еден куп очекувања, тивка неизвесност и длабоки емоции за моето следно краткорочно волонтерско искуство во градот Софија. Она за што не бев свесна во тоа време беше дека ова искуство ќе остави значаен отпечаток на мене, преку задачите што ги исполнивме, моментите…
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Growing through giving in Bulgaria
When I first arrived in Bulgaria, I carried more than just a suitcase with me. I carried a clutter of expectations, quiet uncertainty and deep emotions about my following short-term volunteering experience in the city of Sofia. What I wasn’t aware of at the time was that this experience will leave a significant imprint on…
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To the Sun
Today the sun forgot farewell — It shines to greet you, can you tell? My heart is caged in silent pain — Oh, what have I done to earn this chain? But I’ll reply — it’s no disgrace, Just joy that hides behind its face. I’m so happy that you are mine, I lose my…
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Living under bombs
“So today, the 25th of November, is my birthday! It’s 00:53, I’m 21 now, and as I type this, I feel extremely loved, thanks to my wonderful friends, and I hear the air alert. But honestly? I’m not scared nor care now, I’m happy at the moment, I’m loved and seen, so war can be…
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VOICES February 2026
⭐Lea:Life in Skopje is so different. It is unpredictable. It is surprising. Sometimes taking all my willpower and strength. Still, so beautiful. The people, the cultures, the different ways of living. All the new things I get to do and see. It is changing me in ways I never expected, and I enjoy this process…
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Por s’është
Dhe pastaj një ditëU zgjova pa alarmNuk mendova asgjëHapa bllokun e shënimeveNuk shkruajta asgjë Koka ime ishte boshE zbrazët si një plazhQë me rërën e tij të bardhëTë verbon shikiminNë një ditë të nxehtë vere *** Nuk ëndërrova kurrëPër gjëra të munduraDashurova të pamundurënPor nuk vrapova pas sajAshtu desha unë, thjeshtPa sakrifica, pa bujë Dashurova…
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Yet it Isn’t
And then, one day.I woke without an alarm.I didn’t think of anything.I opened my notebook.I didn’t write a thing. My head was empty.Hollow as a beach,that, with its white sand,blinds your gaze,on a hot summer day, *** I never dreamedof possible things.I loved the impossible,but I didn’t run after it.That’s how I loved, simplyNo sacrifices,…
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A movement in search of sense between impressions and perspectives
“We must not ask ourselves whether we really perceive a world, on the contrary, we must say: the world is what we perceive”, wrote Husserl in “Phenomenology of Perception” in 1945, explaining that our relationship with the world passes through the senses before being consciously perceived and explained by a certain intellectual construct.This direct perception,…
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