Each evening, he walks from room to room, floor to floor. Drawing curtains, turning on lights. Throughout the whole house he goes. Drawing curtains, turning on lights. Every evening the same. This has been his one and only job since the age of 16, when he took over the post from his Great Uncle, who held the position for 37 years. That was 43 years ago. Every evening since, he has patiently gone around the house and prepared it for the coming night. 18 floors, a million rooms and, in them, 2 million curtains and 3 million lamps. Each one he climbs to, visits, draws or switches on. He finishes just as dawn touches the eastern sky. At which time, he must revisit the 18 floors, 1 million rooms, 2 million curtains, 3 million lights: extinguishing, opening, closing, climbing down again. Preparing the house for the day that is a preliminary for the evening that will inevitably follow.