"Mozhe vodka" ["may I vodka"], a girl around 17 asks in broken Macedonian, perching herself on the edge of our table. Then she nods to her colleague at the bar. We are the only clients. Her name is Deya... by Yovo Nikolov (Capital, Bulgaria)
It is Sunday afternoon at the “Faraon” restaurant, a slightly more substantial wooden building than the rest of the 3,000 wooden kiosks that make up the Brcko District’s sprawling Arizona Market in northeast Bosnia. But just like the rest of them the Faraon has a parking lot for a toilet.

To produce this series, an all-Balkan team of seven journalists and a photo-journalist from Bosnia, Croatia and Serbia went in spring 2002 to the infamous Arizona Market in the Brcko District of northeast Bosnia Herzegovina to investigate the coming showdown between its western style future and its lawless past.

It seemed like a good idea to a female colleague and me. No one on our all-Balkan seven person reporting team had ever been to a night bar. Yet, we were collaborating on a two-week investigation that included the sex trafficking business in northeastern BiH.

Two years ago when infamous Prijedor night bar owner Milorad Milakovic publically called for the legalization of prostitution in the Arizona Market and the rest of Brcko District, district officials could not get far enough away from the idea.