Le Processus

A troop of identical men clad in top hats and double breasted greatcoats march in unison through a constantly revolving door. They march in identical ways, in a curious clockwork, jerky movement, symmetrically aligned, and in great numbers, flooding the streets and corridors. In this strange city, don't loose your hat...

In an urban society where all the standardized individual wear hats, a man loses his. To re-enter this society from which he is henceforth excluded, he is reduced to steal the hat of an other one. In his turn, a new man meets without hat... Will the process stop one day ?