that belgrade tower is awesome. you're just not getting the atmosphere right.
this isn't vienna, you know, or tuscany, or a year in provence.
you're rolling in on macedonian plates from pristina in the middle of the night, and everyone has been chain smoking since nis. you fucked up the exit and had to do that backwards spiral before crossing the sava. some kids in a souped-up VW polo threw a beer can at you. you're mapping it at 140 by the glow of the instruments, and need to meet your guy at a tiny café in zemun. genex means it's happening.
for better or worse, it's happening.