A symphonic journey into our obsessive consumption. The many objects we accumulate begin their production journey in silent secluded industrial site where borderline men work in isolation without any interference. These men, unwittingly, provide the basis for the sequence of creation, transport, marketing and destruction of the objects. They are monks in temples of concrete and carry out the same rituals in solitude. She and He are an ordinary couple. They have spent their life accumulating stuff. She and He are us, we have never heard about them.