Zoran Radojčić, known to all as Zoki, tells a wonderful story about the Seychelles. Years ago he spent a couple of months there. Young men have a habit of sprinkling some curry on the dance floor of disco bars. When dancing gets going, everyone can feel its sting in their eyes and noses. But girls feel it between their legs, too. Many a night in the disco thus ends on the beach, which is always at hand. “Of course,” laughs Zoki, “curry’s sting goes only that far…”