Tropicana

There was a time when mostly foreigners hung out in the Tropicana in Zenica

We were the only ones who had money to spend 

People remembered carrying a dinning table up a mountain to trade for lunch

Bread there was no bread at the Tropicana, but there was plenty of money

I was young, but there were some thing that looked familiar

Not many people were very happy

Some were very happy

I chose my side