The Bramfeld cutter
His gaze is focussed on his target. From a safe distance he contemplates every detail. He slowly reduces the distance, making smaller and smaller circles. His hand strokes the fabric - suddenly he snaps back. An experienced grip and it’s already on its back. He slides the shiny knife expertly out of his trouser pocket, sets it in place without hesitation and... cuts. Cotton pours out of the cut in the sofa.