My bus left the lakeside revelry behind, and we turned into the foothills of the nation's mountainous western border with Albania. As we entered the village, there were few signs of a party atmosphere. The North Macedonian flag was flying outside the local government building, but it wasn't alone. Next to it, flew a flag I'd never seen before.
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