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Other journalists had visited Haki in the past, sometimes asking questions that he viewed as impertinent. Being lesbian—this isn’t even what being a Haki was a virgin who had taken a vow of celibacy that elevated him to a time-honored position in the community, the in-between person.
A number had wanted to know if he was really just a lesbian in disguise—and this had triggered a deep hurt."It breaks my heart that anyone would ask such questions," he said, picking a tobacco leaf from the tip of his tongue. The origins of the tradition weren’t clear, but historically, when the male heirs of a family died or had been killed and property could no longer be passed in patrilineal fashion, an allowance was made: If a virgin daughter remained, she could assume the role of patriarch by swearing in front of a dozen village elders that she would remain celibate for the rest of her life.
Mother Teresa was Albanian, as was John Belushi’s father.
Albanians today adore Frank Sinatra songs, midcentury San Francisco (though not the Sodom they say it’s become), and George W. (They love our former presidents because, as one Albanian told me, they have "big, man-sized balls," and with NATO, they sent the jets that decimated the Serbians during the Balkan conflict.)There are other important facts: Albanians shake their head "no" when they mean "yes," and "yes" for "no," which can really confuse a visitor, especially when drunk or engaged in heated debate.
Today these sworn virgins live on, but their numbers have dwindled. What happens when the society that created you no longer needs you? They were color portraits, shot recently, seemingly of old men who’d lived a little.
At least that’s what the evidence suggested: They were dressed as old men, and the camera seemed to regard them as old men, if from another time, like the ’40s or ’50s.
If you know nothing about "the Land of the Eagles," relax. Their food is excellent, a mélange of Greek, Turkish, and Italian cuisine, all very fresh and legume-y.
He spit and smoked and milked the cows, just as he put each leg through his pants in the morning.
He cursed, then acted as he pleased, living here entirely alone as he did, collecting honey from his bees.
According to Ermal, it doesn’t help that his Albanian brethren are "oversensitive and hot-blooded," especially after fender benders, of which there are many on the crappy roads.
Some angry words, a few gunshots, and the next thing you know, you’re holed up in Grandma’s city apartment for five years, trying not to get killed by retribution.
On your wedding night, your father might slip a bullet into your suitcase, for your husband’s use in case you’re not a virgin.