As we have written here before, Varsovianer is about traveling around the city. Sometimes these are quite obvious hikes, sometimes walks lead to those undiscovered, unpolished areas of the city, but it will happen that we fall into a rabbit hole and reality gets a little out of control. Because admit it, when was the last time you saw Światłotrysk in such a transformational phase? Perhaps the scene from the illustration never happened, or maybe it is us, inattentive passers-by, who no longer pay attention to these fragments of the city, which are decorated to the limits of their possibilities, trying to communicate with us and tell their version of events? I have a small appeal, let's be attentive to everyday life, it is much more interesting than we think.