Just Two Girls

There are bars where alcohol is merely a backdrop, and the real show unfolds in conversation. A little bit of sharp sarcasm, a little bit of cigarette smoke - and suddenly the world is divided into ‘us against everyone else.’ Small revelations over a glass turn into epiphanies, and other people's stories in the room become the subject of bold hypotheses. Two girls, two glances, two centres of attraction - as if a children's game in the park had grown up and moved into the night, but with the same feeling: there is a stage, there is an audience, a star has been appointed.