Fun read, Jans
I've never seen a rollerskating rink in this country, but your story was relatable. My first serious relationship when I was 16 was with a girl at 18 who ran this cafè with two of her friends. This was possible here as the cafè building was an unused part of a communal building and after they'd asked, the office of culture in the town we lived in basically gave them the run of the place. They didn't even pay rent! That place became my second home for a good 4-5 years or so, much longer than your time in the skating rink, but there wasn't a massive amount of CDs in that place and so what we had, we played over and over. I don't much listen to that music today, but whenever I hear it, it's an instant reminder of my time in that cafè and, sometimes, that first romance.