Nou en dan, bo-op 'n elektriese paal in die sneeu en wind, stop Dino Giuffrè, en hy word treurig, en hy dink daaraan
Every now and then, at the top of an electric pylon in the midst of a snowy landscape, against a cold, biting wind Dino Giuffrè stops. Sadness descends upon him and he starts to think.