"'there is no way you can get in,' the austrian officer said, tightening his pale lips to express the disapproval of pronek's attempt to enter austria without a visa. the width of his mustache exactly matched the width of his mouth at that moment. pronek stared into the officer's greenish eyes, clutching his bosnian passport in his extended hand. 'but all i want is to take a look at vienna,' pronek said. 'i'll be right back. i won't stay. i am alien resident of united states.' at that moment, pronek understood that he was an oxymoron." – aleksandar hemon, "the question of bruno".