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Martha and Betty have known each other for twenty years and they have decided to breakthrough. But while Martha realizes that her father has only faked his death wish in order to see the great love of his life again on Lake Maggiore, Betty mourns her stepfather Ernesto, who supposedly died years ago.

A little story from a blue-collar neighborhood. Lina, a middle-aged lady who never leaves the balcony of her house, intervenes in everything that happens within her visual field. People passing by in front of her building, neighbors from the apartments across the street, everyone realize that whatever they do, Lina is watching day and night and intervenes: From throwing a bandage from her balcony when an accident takes place to giving parking advice or notifying the police for a burglary. Some are surprised by her attitude, but most are annoyed by her constant gaze on them. Until Lina loses her son in a car accident and does not go out to her balcony ever since. The neighborhood is not the same anymore.

After a devastating fire, three women try to rebuild their lives and pursue their true desires.

Markos is a wealthy big-shot surgeon who in a twisted turn of events, finds himself working at a small village in the countryside. There he must get along with the kindhearted and naive villagers who like him despite him being anti-social and peculiar. Will he fight back falling in love? Will the villagers show him a calmer approach to life?

Nikolas, a charismatic high school teacher sees his life fall apart violently and unexpectedly. During an intense crisis in his marriage, Nicholas becomes romantically involved, for one night, with the mother of one of his students who exhibits behavioral problems. A few days later, his wife is murdered during an armed robbery in their own home and his daughter is transferred to the intensive care unit in critical condition.

Every time a daughter was born, the father of Eleni, Asimina and Froso planted a poplar tree at the edge of their orchard to commemorate the arrival of the new child. As they grew and grew tall and slender, he boasted of them as his daughters. In the proudest poplar, however, Helen's poplar, a swarm of wild bees had already nested. "You will be happy, my daughter, and life will be as sweet as this honey. You'll see," her father used to tell her. But, the years passed and Eleni looked at the poplar and listened to the hum... "How do you know, father... How do you know that life has written only bitterness for my root".