Waiting for the LUAS outside the National Museum of Ireland, are an old man and his young grandson. The grandson is small and delicate. In the old man's coat pocket is a soft toy, the eyes and nose peering out. They get on to the tram, which is very crowded. The young boy is frightened of the crowds, whimpering, until his grandfather manoeuvres him to the door where he can see out. He stands close, his hand on the boy's shoulder reassuring him.
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In a scene that would be dismissed as too blatantly set up if it were in a film, an aged old woman sits in a shop doorway on O'Connell Street, selling copies of the Big Issue as a 'designer' type walks past clutching a vase with a single flower.
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Around the corner another younger woman sits cross legged on a coat in another shop doorway, baby in her lap. The baby cries distractedly in the cold, but the mother stares into space ignoring it. Meanwhile crowds of drunken scotsman surge past, dressed only in kilts and t-shirts.