A story poised between peaks of comedy and chasms of loneliness. A delicate and bitter tale of a love that tries, in every way, to to protect itself from the cold of winter. E and F live together in a small apartment located on the third floor of a building. The TV is broken, there is a birthday from celebration and a decision from to make. Outside is an exception. They remain locked in an indefinite time: a day, like a lifetime, inside four walls. Chasing the best day to go out and waiting for the best time to live. The wrinkles, the restaurant, the neighbors, the dust, the closet, a gentleman with a dog, a tie too tight, insomnia, music. Finding oneself or dispersing oneself.

"They say that from above we look tiny, tiny. Tiny little trails that move."

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