“Ever since Petr was a young boy he’d had a habit... no, a compulsion... to peer outside his window first thing upon waking. At first he passed it off as simply being curious what Mother Nature had in store for him, so he could plan his day accordingly. But as he grew older it became impossible to deny a need to establish a connection with the outside world, as if something... or someone... was simply awaiting his discovery.

Now peering out at the simple little stone street below and across the terracotta colored rooftops, his gaze immediately goes to his neighbor’s window. And once again his compulsion has paid off, as it has all summer long. Standing there was a so-far unnamed, raven haired beauty, naked save for a towel. Was he oblivious to Petr’s eyes upon him, or was he being an enticing tease? Either way, Mother Nature had greeted Petr with a good morning, or as he would say in his native tongue, dobrý den!”