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A writer is working on his new novel. Enclosed inside the little world of a shabby old tenement house, he blends in with the life of its inhabitants where every day resembles the next. He’s continuously looking for a spur, a creative impulse to drive his work forward. He’s also waiting for an important letter which might change his life. The stagnation and atmosphere of anticipation is broken by a sudden appearance of someone from outside: in front of the tenement house, on a bench, there sits a young girl, clearly waiting for somebody, just like the writer…