There Is No Boundless Party on the Croatian Island of Hvar

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For a whole generation, Hvar was the place to go before the age of thirty. The island where nights always flowed into the dawn and danced to meet the first sun was almost a rite of passage for thousands of young people. The ferry on which I am joining Split and Hvar takes just fifty minutes. It is too short a journey to leave the continent and yet enough to feel that a border is crossed. The island barely exceeds eleven thousand inhabitants, but…