A documentary is a desperate attempt to document that which cannot be documented. Heresy thoughts of a veteran documentarian. A neighborhood in the city of Ramat Gan. A grocer, a watchmaker, dancers, sheep, a hairdresser, a furious prophet and more. Real? Staged? Fragmentary – like cell phone chats, like TV broadcasts, like life itself. Finally someone asks – Is God counting us again? Has the Lucky Number, Heaven forbid, been picked again?