Blondi and Mirko live together, listen to the same music, watch the same films, like to smoke pot and share the same friends. But, even though they seem to be the same age, Blondi is Mirko's mother.
F begins to follow two young anarchists who sporty usurp abandoned commercial storefronts and apartments. These three strangers will become closer after subtle acts of trespassing and sporadic forays into civil disobedience. The longing for exile and the fantasy that a promising future is somewhere else contaminates F. The city is immersed in an eternal holding pattern, becoming into a singular artifact, as melancholy as uncanny.
