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Gregory Torti may not have the perfect past, but learned from his mistakes and was ready to move on. The justice system had a different idea of him, and no matter the facts it was willing to cast aside reasonable doubt. This is a true story of his battle against injustice in his struggle for real freedom.
For sixteen years of my life Yugoslavia was my country, Serbo-Croatian was my language, and my name Snjezana, meaning Snow-White, was commonly Yugoslavian. Then everything changed. Territory was divided, cities were renamed, people ethnically labeled, and many of “Snow-White’s dwarfs” took guns and became soldiers. Conflicts and violence spread as deadly disease and Yugoslavia became a war-devastated country. But, I was among people who got the opportunity to survive, to find their refuge, and to tell their stories.
My writing was published in numerous European... more