A middle aged bank teller obsessed with reading in 1959. You hardly find that these days. In fact, that’s a rare occurrence but then again there was no wi-fi or computers like what we have now. Just primitive times. This bank teller has a wife who hates books and other reading material.
Then the man stumbled on a bomb shelter to find that he was the last man alive after a few seconds of a bomb attack. His glasses broke and he has nothing to read, nothing to do. At one point he wanted to commit suicide even with food to last years. Sad. A pity. Lonliness and despair. No one to talk to.
