These battalions of workmen -masons, excavators, plasterers, plumbers, locksmiths, carpenters, joiners, etc –these innumerable men, working amid the grand music of construction in the midst of its discords and its harmony, would find themselves at the end of the day with weary, dangling arms; they would assemble in canteens, enormous canteens for men without women, alone, bored to death despite the stimulus (so often deceptive) offered by the cinema and the radio.