The weeks go by and Uno's life goes on as usual. He does his job of course, but goes home at five every day. He has little else to do than just work, but nowadays he looks forward to weekends as well. He sits in his brown armchair to watch his new favorite show, or looks in his magazines. Sometimes he just stares blankly in front of him. Then he is far away. He thinks of Miami and the people there. This weekend again Uno will look up some things on the web. He usually does not surf but this isn't really surfing anyway.