It´s a wrathful man who walks down the street. His coat, soaking wet by the rain, is just as ragged as his soul. For each step he takes his body nestles even more; he shrinks as a sock in water. His face – scarred, lined and utterly miserable. For each step he takes it gnarls in his left shoe, wet leather, and one more seam brakes. There is nothing that holds him together any more. Everything bursts in the same second as the first raindrop touches the pavement´s uneven edge.