Vladimir is 20 years old. When he was very young his father died and his mom was a heavy alcoholic. Vladimir was sent to an orphanage, but ran away to live in the streets. Sometimes he likes to sit up here and look out on his home. He used to live in this area with other children during the winter, where they have access to the cities underground heating pipelines. When he wants to get away and think, he climbs up the rusty latter and sits here.