Every morning the light brushes against you

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We will call her Nema. She has lost her memory. 'Dropped' into a body, a country, she must be someone and build an identity between social injunctions, her desire and reality. Amnesiac, she discovers humans and must learn their codes to know more about herself. When we do not know who we are, we can still become someone. This is about brushing against the question, through this philosophical and poetic journey, imagined as a theater of images where the…