Nina Alexandraki

Full of desire, I accumulate sexual encounters with men. But between my desires and the reality of these nights, there is a gap. Thus, I write and film.

Confined in a small room on the eighth floor of a half-abandoned building, Jamal searches for the words that would solve the labyrinth of life and existence. The voices of his North African friends, imprisoned in detention centers, come from the mountains around the metropolis of Athens.