"Budeanu.." he cursed someone. "Ovidiu Budeanu. A sailor and a lowlife, made his money from smuggling." He sees your confused expression and explained: "He bought the factory in '99. It was that period when anyone who had any money could pick the meat off the bones."

Alexandru was obviously distraught, it seemed very unusual for him. "He bought the factory and sold it off, piece by piece."

"You know what he put in it's place? A mall." he shakes his head. "It seems to me like we've all lost our minds. It's like we don't need to make anything anymore, we just need to spend."

You spend a few more moments with Alexandru, but you realise that it's getting late. You say your farewells and leave.