Florentina Hubaldo keeps repeating her story, orally, akin to a mantra, a meditation and a prayer; her way of remembering; her means of maintaining hope for survival and redemption; fighting with what’s left of her memory. She lives and exist in a place and a condition where history, her story, is being systematically being obliterated. Two gold hunters endlessly dig the ground with their shovels and hoes for the proverbial treasure that will emancipate them. A father sadly waits for the death of her fragile daughter.
