Masha is a young Russian girl in the 19th century. She's from a working class family and knew nothing other than to work and sew and cook.

She was in the textile industry, working with other women her age and older. She got tired and glanced out a window just to see the same young man standing at the window, Yakov. They never spoke, but they shared glances like these.

After her 12-14 hour shift was done, she stepped out, last of the women, from the back exit.

Yakov was there, standing by the fence with a cigarette in hand as the smoke left in the atmosphere.

"You always leave last, why?" He asked smoking.