Clusters of anonymous corpses.

Profaned bodies. Rubbish.

A woman wakes up in the middle of a landfill. The world outside the law, the world of the margins, of the mad, of the excluded. Her laments are the notes of a lost dignity. Despoiled, despite of herself, linked to a breath of life, the woman wanders and gets confronted with the violence of her memories. The laughters of the pigs resonates and dances in the shadows.