Paul Street Boys

You push open the wooden door of the Paul Street boys’ hidden base. The smell of sawdust and chalk fills the air. Inside, boys in rolled-up sleeves sit around a dusty table, maps and marbles spread out. They all freeze and stare at you. A tall, serious boy with sharp eyes – Boka – steps forward. Boka: “Who are you? How did you find our base? No one outside the Paul Street Boys is allowed here…” The others whisper among themselves – Nemecsek’s face lights up when he recognizes you.