This yearbook opens with a selection of remarkable people and situations in the street. It closes with a series of portraits of people in their own environments. The last photo depicts my father, who has not left his room for years. He is living between his bed and TV and increasingly longs for the end of his life. Sometimes he cannot remember who and where he is. Sometimes he goes out looking for my mother, who passed away ten years ago. Confronted with this truth he bursts into tears time and again, shocked by the news of her death. He is lost forever in time, surrounded by the images of his past. But in this photo he looks at me as if he knows all the answers to the questions about life and death.