The windows of the business center, sparkling blue of the sky or cast gold during sunset. The building is a five-star hotel, illuminated in the sunset twilight as it is illuminated by a bright sunny day. And in the middle of all this feigned, illusory and tenuous splendor, spat on and cigarette butts littered the floor, lay a rusty old device for hand-rolling cans of canned vegetables and stocked up for the winter in order to have something to eat in the winter the simple and ordinary people.The past is gone and will not actual, real life has gone nowhere. The time will come, and all this ghostly splendor at the edges of the picture, will be abandoned. Gradually, it will fall apart and collapse. And then there will be only that which is in the center. And everyone will have to re-adjust to the fact of what they now do not want to think and remember. And they do not want this Dumat only because it does not now, not today, not tomorrow and not even in the foreseeable future. But it will happen. And to pay for all of this have to our distant future generations. Although the children for their fathers do not have to answer.