A street in a small provincial town. There are not many people passing by. It's a warm May afternoon, and the birds are chirping.

The peace and tranquility was disturbed only by the clanking of an old cart with a barely holding wheel, which was pulled by a girl in scout clothes. Periodically, she would toss aside the braid that sometimes stuck to her nose, look at the crumpled piece of paper in her hand, and look at the houses she needed. It looks like she's trying to peddle the contents of her cart to homeowners: charity cookies and other Girl Scout goodies.