After a some fifteen minutes ride, we stopped beside a huge office building downtown. From the pavement, wide steps lead up to the grand double doors, through which a bunch of men just came out in stylish suits and ties, holding homburgs in the hand and overcoats on the arm. A quick glimpse to my watch told it was about the closing time for the offices. I stood out of the car and, glancing at the driver, waved my hand for goodbye. I thought this wasn't exactly a place where I could feel myself belong, but I faced the entrance and started mounting.