February, 1974 You're in Warsaw, visiting your cousin. You haven't been here for two years and you can see a lot of changes. The street you always used to walk to your cousin's house has totally stopped resembling itself. You sat down at the bus stop and pulled out a map, thinking that maybe that would help you find your way to your cousin.

Next to you sits a boy who smokes a cigarette. He walks over to you and puts his finger on the map. He points at Grochowska street.

You will not pass this way, there is a road repair. *He says and looks at you. You seem to be surprised by his help and look at him as you don't say anything. He is a little confused, so he scratch his neck and adds. Just saying...