I was in a train back from Trnava to Bratislava. It was nice and warm late fall evening. The train wasn’t crowded, just decent amount. I was looking forward to lying into my bed which was nice and welcoming and it too surely couldn’t wait till it would support my back. I was watching through the dusty window into the distances of Bratislava outskirts and enjoying nice view of electric lit streets, when a man sitting next to me and left to take off on the last station before Bratislava. I was wondering about my next project. It really bugged...