“Casablanca” was one of them, and it also was stylish and young at the same time. The air smelled like true roiboos, delicious vanilla, and seductive chocolate cookies. The walls were not naked, but with modern, blue and green patterns on a sand-yellow background. The furniture had an old style and was made of real wood, not wannabe-wood. Here and there, old dried out flowers were hanging on the walls and the candles on the tables had different shapes and colours. “Casablanca” was just perfect.

#7 WHISPER OF A THRILL

Sebastian was driving along the streets and was angry because of all the stops (these traffic lights!). He was talking with his best fellow, Julian. The conversation was not about very important things and could be interupted every second without any of them feeling the need for further explanations. There it was: just a short “sya” was a sign for the end of the discussion and Sebastian reversed his own car into a parking space. It was one of the newer types, and most importantly, it was his very own car. He had worked to be able to buy it and he had earned it with his sweat and honest work. Moreover, he was proud of himself every time he looked at his deep blue Audi A2. It is not common in Poland to have your own car by the age of 24. And if you did, it usually was a legendary car like Polonez or Fiat, known to the rest of the world only from stories. Lately more and more young people owned old second/hand cars like VW or BMW, that had been fixed and pimped up in Polish workshops. Poland was becoming mobile.