“We live an invisible life on the periphery; we have become marginalized - and there are a lot of things that we have decided not to participate in. We wanted silence - and we found this silence. We came here covered with wounds and sores, with our intestines twisted into knots, and we already thought that someday we would be able to empty our bowels. Our bodies, saturated with the smell of copy machines, baby cream and stamp paper, rebelled from the endless stress born of meaningless work that we did reluctantly and for which no one thanked us. We were possessed by forces that forced us to take a sedative and believe that going to the store was already creativity, and that taking videos was enough for happiness. But now that we have settled here in the desert, everything has become much, much better.”