在伦敦郊区,有一座破旧的公寓,里面住着一些靠救济金生活的可怜老人。冬日的一天,明媚的阳光将公寓楼笼罩在一片温暖中。老人们下楼来,互相问候。忽然有人问:“三楼的阿泰斯特哪儿去了?好几天没有看到他了。” In the suburbs of London, there is a dilapidated apartment with poor elderly living on benefits. Winter day, the bright sunshine shrouded apartment blocks in a warm. The old people came downstairs and greet each other. Suddenly someone asked: “Artest on the third floor where to go? Days did not see him. ”