Leo Garay

A humble worker, several young thieves at dawn of violence, the dream of a better present that collides with the most cruel discrimination, a car that moves forward collecting the waste of the postmodern city.

Popular neighborhoods that are open-air prisons. Where beauty flirts with violence. The kingdom of the insubordinate children, veterans of the lead. A garden of amputated flowers, which with crutches on their backs, still grow and dance.