Up until now, I’ve lived in New York, the land of crime and theft – both informal and professional. Accordingly, I find some things hilarious, in Albania. Alfred carries a huge bunch of keys, which lock doors all over the place — but when I look at the doors . . . . I could dismantle the whole locking mechanism in five minutes with a screwdriver, or probably a butterknife. Door plates are screwed in with normal phillips-head screws! When I pointed this out to Alfred, he looked a little embarrassed. “In fact,” he told me “There is not much theft here.” Oh? I asked. “No,” he said, “Because — in fact — if anyone steals something, everyone will know about it by the next day.” It’s true. Hey — Ismail has your television set! I can imagine it. (NB: I do not know anyone named ‘Ismail’).