Jan sees a man die on the streets in the Marolles, known for decades for its poverty, while no one even bothers to turn his or her head. He visits a woman in an attic-room where the rain comes in through the leaks in the roof.
These confrontations make him not only aware of the poverty so close to home, but also of his own comfort. Why do I have a bed? Why do I have heating? Why have I got friends and family? … Why have I got all of this when others don’t?