Starring in the performance are four pairs of hands. Every pair has it's owner, and every owner his or her story: the first is limited by rules and regulations, the second tries to brave his studying regulations, the third gets acquainted with the deceiving clatter of gold pieces, and the fourth is faced towards remembering. Two of them never manage to touch each other, the other two do not even try to. The only thing they have in common is diffueseness, and the fact that they have taken their stories into their own hands. When they manage to hang on for once, they do so with their bare hands. With their fists full of rules, studying tools, gold pieces and memories, however, they will and up empty-handed as a rule.