Sinopsis: I assume this day that I was born in a farewell age, that my first steps were the final steps of an outstanding person, that plain things -those plain things- are so necessary… I comprehend spiritual purity lives and breathes and you, my mother, my sister, my daughter, my friend, my lover, my soul mate, you are the PEACE BIRD, Paloma. I know well you did fly high for falling down afterwords into the harsh reality to build up a new present, a new future, pregnant with Bohemian Lights, with never ending memories…