This man came to me at a teastall while I was smoking and without words he made a sign for a cigarette. I gave a Scisser filter. He went away and a little bit further he lightend his cigarette to enjoy all by himself.
Curious, after a while, I was already forgotten about him, he stood suddenly again before me in another street, it seemed like he wanted to give me something in return, he let me take a close shot of him and then he went on, without words ... I suppose he was mute.