Behold! A man who has withdrawn from society. Now he lives in a field with a cherished pile of things that he adds to daily - a monument of junk, a shrine of things forgotten and discarded! An eager woman watches, follows, questions the recluse. Warped social convention, capitalistic worship, and the search for meaning all leer wearily at us before we’re able to retreat; back to the first degree amongst 364 others: a doomed and looping dance!