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Stolac
Stolac is a town and municipality in Bosnia and Herzegovina, located in Herzegovina. Administratively, it is part of the Herzegovina-Neretva Canton in the Federation of Bosnia and Herzegovina. Stolac is situated in the area known as Herzegovina Humina, on the tourist route crossing Herzegovina and linking the Bosnian mountainous hinterland with the coastal regions of Bosnia and Herzegovina, Dubrovnik and Montenegro. The road, running from Sarajevo via Mostar, Stolac, Ljubinje and Trebinje, enables one to reach Dubrovnik in less than 4 hours. Thanks to the town's favourable natural environment - geological composition, contours, climate, hydrographic and vegetation - Stolac and its area have been settled since ancient times. Its rich hunting-grounds along with other natural benefits attracted prehistoric man, and later the Illyrians, Romans and Slavs, all of whom left a wealth of anthropological evidence.
History
The area has been settled for at least 15,000 years, as evidenced by the markings in Badanj Cave, which experts have dated 12,000 - 16,000 BCE.
Stolac (disambiguation)
Stolac can refer to:
Stolac (Višegrad)
Stolac (Serbian: Столац) is a village in the municipality of Višegrad, Bosnia and Herzegovina.
References
Coordinates: 43°47′35″N 19°24′22″E / 43.79306°N 19.40611°E / 43.79306; 19.40611
Podcasts:
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by No Use For A Name
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by Icehouse
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by Built To Spill
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by Avail
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by No Fun At All
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by The Cranes
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by Cranes
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by Zola Jesus
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by Skye Townsend
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by Loreen
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by Make Me Alive
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by Gaslight Anthem
Sidewalk
by: No Use For A NameSitting in the lazy chair,
the channels look the same
I realize that the roof is stable
and start to feel ashamed
it's cold outside but dont ask me
the weather's fine in here
ask the man around the corner
who lives his life in fear
Two hundred pennies,
forty ounces later he's okay
he doesn't have the pressure
to think about the next day
but I bet it's something cold
and hard and grey
Complaining and whining all the time
I never seem to quit
always lying to myself,
A shoe that always fits
never is a long time and
it seems like I'm a clock
ticking like a time bomb,
someday soon his life will stop
I listen to the radio but
nothing good is on
my friends are calling up but I'm
pretending I'm gone
we're all pieces in a chess game
he's a pawn
I wonder how it turned out like this
no one seems to care
the scale has tipped me fortunate
is this what we call fair?
but I've never had the mind to know it
never had the guts to show it