The pasty grey, which surrounds Pavel's caravan resembles the life inside of it: the 71-old Russian spends the evening of his life in a dismal and monotonous way between marram grasses and sleepy seaports. But at one point Pavel makes a decision: He picks up the telephone receiver, calls his old friend Jack and starts walking – just straight ahead to California.
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