Amigogima (2002)

A man cried out one day. He pitched for the yell to be out there, far until it found a friend. Increasingly and more frequently, the man was stirring his memory came to what people he knew. It could be that his best friends had gone being forgotten. And there was lost, with the fear of not being able to find that child, or to that of the second childhood, or that group always together doing nothing, in their early adolescence. He felt like a castaway. And so he cried out that around to find a friend; or asking for help.