A CHARMING NEIGHBOURThe café “At the Market” really is situated right on the Market Square, on the first floor of a new white building, above rows and rows of market stalls with multicoloured canopies. On the inside the walls of the café are faced with a really attractive kind of brick that has been made to look old. The interior walls look a bit like what you would see in an old castle. What makes it look different are the glass tables, the ultra-modern seating and the little pieces of mirror dangling from the ceiling on chains that slowly revolve, casting their fragmented light like sunbeams on to the walls. It is pleasantly cool inside the café, probably the result of air conditioning. Kukal got up at once to greet me, and was the first to hold out his hand.
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