This man lives behind massive wooden doors that could be hundreds of years old. Everything echoes the color of the brown dust that blankets this remote city, except for the red and gold banners that welcome him home. I spent more than fifteen minutes photographing residents walking up and down this alleyway and in and out of that door, which probably leads to a communal living compound. By photographing this man from behind, I abstract him, and put the viewer in his place. The distant doorway becomes our goal as well.