The Case

38 degree Celsius, the noise of the city in the background, the view on a shadowed place in the centre of a larger city. Light falling on a case on the ground in front of me, guarded by a man making a telephone call. He stands in the shadow, but has left the case in the sun. His voice is strong and excited, even louder than the city noise, but a language I cannot understand. So I start to wonder what the content of the case might be? Documents, money, dolls, shoe finish, ... I imagine that the excitment in his voice has nothing to do with the content of the case. But I still cannot ignore the light on the case, putting it in the focus of the scene, making a connection to the man and his voice, making me wonder about the hidden story in front of me.