|Nationalism as the feet and legs; concerned with traveling distances, progress.|
Wearing a black chador, a woman leaves her house very early in the morning to buy bread from the corner bakery. She walks very fast and in the shadows cast by the walls so as not to be visible. Before reaching the bakery, just as she turns a corner, she comes face to face with a policeman. Armed with a baton, he insults her, threatens her and forces her to take off her chador. Close-up of the womanÕs face.