Midnight. We are in the living room, it is full of blue, sweet marijuana smoke, suddenly someone knocks at our front door. Who knocks at this time of the night on the door? The police? Emigration Officers? (most of us had overstated “the welcome” in this country).
The bravest one goes to open the door.
Naked man, just with a bedsheet over his shoulders is begging to let him inside.
The door is closed and the naked man is left standing outside.
What is his story? Why is the naked man roaming the streets of this strange town? I never got the answer to these questions.