Moszkva tér, Budapest
You can observe the contrasts of this square from the upstairs terrace of the bar on Moszkva Tér. The square lies at the intersection of many of the roads that descend from the surrounding hills - home to the country’s richest. And this is where the city’s last slave market (”official” term: illegal work force market) is held every morning. People from the Eastern part of the country and Transylvania are hired by foremen who shout loudly into mobile phones, selling these guys to building sites.
One week’s earnings of the workers could buy one pair of trainers that the übertrendy youngsters in the bar wear. Fate is a bitch sometimes. The trendiest kids have to pass the poorest workers everyday. There is little interaction, both groups dislike the other and are absolutely aware that they have little in common.