My view goes from the micro to macro, while once again I look at the humblest forms of labour, precisely the workers dwarfed by scaffolding. This is a tribute to the unnamed heroes of the growing city who lack the upper hand. It is questioning the aftermath of centralized urbanization where there are no facilities for the cleaning staff. Why is this not possible? The inner structures are changing unpredictably. So why can’t the situation of labour change?