Bujar feels he was born in the wrong country and in the wrong body. The Crossing is a powerful and sometimes harrowing search for identity, and sometimes just food and shelter, as he travels across Europe and the USA in search of home and happiness.
I am a twenty-two-year-old man who at times behaves like the men of my imagination: my name could be Anton or Adam or Gideon, whatever pleases my ear at any given moment. I am French of German or Greek, but never Albanian, and I walk in a particular way, the way my father taught me to walk .... At times like this the woman within me burns on a pyre. When I'm sitting at a cafe or restaurant and the waiter brings me the bill and doesn't ask why I'm eating alone, the woman inside me smoulders.
