Krakow, 1984. An attractive blonde-haired woman walks the street at night, Her boots crunching in the snow. She's off to the local shop to buy some more cigarettes, maybe buy an album if she's lucky. She's always wanted to see the western world, to leave this dump that is the Warsaw-Pact. But she can't, she doesn't have the money...Which doesn't matter because even if she did, nobody is allowed to leave the eastern-bloc anyway.

She steps inside, the bell dinging as she enters. The place is relatively empty, aside her and the person behind the register being the only ones there.