” Rue des Fleurs ” provides insights into the life of an old man who is stuck with good conscience in his environment. His Habitat is almost exclusively a apartment, even if it offers neither comfort nor physical security. But it is home and shelter from the outside world. As a forgotten he remains in his life …. as a shadow of his past and the decisions, which were not taken. The boundaries of the insulation surrounding him at all times, but thin out once a day, when the music acts as a social link. What can happen if you interrupt his rhythm and confront him with his social alienation? Even if it is done in good intentions? Can such a stranger respond appropriately on a sincere gesture or unexpected affection?