Gary Jay leaves his home, family, and friends behind to spend seven days sleeping rough on the streets of Manchester, England, filming the whole experience alone with no crew, no backup, and only the clothes he is wearing. His camera catches the daily mechanics of homelessness rarely shown on screen: where to find a doorway that stays dry, how a night alone on concrete actually goes, and what happens when a local drug dealer decides a spot is already claimed. He spends time with the addicts and alcoholics he meets along the way, letting them talk rather than narrating over them, and the film includes an upfront disclaimer that the views recorded are not necessarily his own. There is no reenactment and no studio interview setup, just one man's cameras tracking his own week on the pavement. The question hanging over the whole project is a simple one: will he actually last the seven days, and what will he have to report if he does.