Two ladies in their seventies are sitting next to me at Charlie’s, one of Zagreb’s cafés of note.  Dressed and bejeweled to kill, they are gabbing about health, money, and family, in that order.  “It’s great that nothing special is happening at this time,” sighs one out of the blue.  “True,” sighs the other, “even good things can be bad for you!”  They both giggle, and then they return to gabbing about health, money, and family.