Ah, “whose are you” literally? That’s what older folk in rural Greece used to say — Τίνος είσαι; — when they ran into you and they didn’t recognize you but assumed you were related to someone in the community or else what would you be doing in their God-forsaken village.
They don’t say that any more, because with cars and roads and planes and weird places like some villages in Epiros or formerly “infertile line” islands like Donousa which used to take two days to get to becoming hip, anybody can be expected to do outlandish things like show up in your village even when they’re not related to any one!
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Jadde: from Bosnia to Bengal 
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