Milos was born in a place under a hill where the wind doesn’t blow very often. He loves all seasons, but since the nineties and until now, none has been more beautiful to him than May 15th, when he emerged from the Erdberg station and headed towards the center of Vienna. A rainy day and a wonderful start to something new. Not long after, due to his failure as an ordinary worker sorting fruit and vegetables, he sets out for Germany and Hannover, where his unpaid salary awaits him, and after three months he plans to return home, and then having his passport washed, he sets off in March back to Vienna, where he managed to arrange Visa for himself and thus stay in Austria for the next four years. Along the way, he got married, found his love, and arranged a visa, got it for five years, imagine. He is engaged in art, it can be said as a hobby, because some sort of confusion forced him to do it. Otherwise, he would spend his days reading and resting. He was recently diagnosed with Hashimoto’s, probably due to stress, although he would say that he never gets stressed, he said as if he was from Montenegro, although he most likely originated from there. A man told him recently while he was driving a taxi in the mountains around Donja Dobrinja, where lithium mining tests are currently being conducted, and that somehow became his primary focus. Yes, he doesn’t have the money to spend every hour on research, but he plans to enrolls in a PhD soon and maybe get a scholarship. We’ll see what else happens.