Ferides

A child cries pitifully clinging to his mother's body, not knowing that he has just been orphaned. Martina dances and laughs with her friends with the insolence of her twenties and a carefree head. Two lovers arrive on time for their clandestine rendezvous. Paula, immersed in a frenetic rhythm, anxiously waits for the moment to stop and taste a cappuccino. They all carry wounds, some clearly visible on the skin and others hidden in the depths of the soul.