An urchin in ragged clothing looks down the street in the middle of the night. The place is dimly lit by three lights in a line. There is not a single soul except for a stray dog at the entrance of the dark alley in distance. The boy can hear someone approaching in the alley “I am telling you, that can as well be the murder weapon. How can you be so oblivious to the objective and empirical facts? True meaning lies in the details. Now gimme that thing!”. A man wearing a trench coat and a cane walks out of the alley, spooking the dog away. From distance the boy can see him carrying a single filthy boot with him.