The territory is transversal and the inability of the relationship between past and present creates several versions of a single moment, just like memory. To have memories is to create fictions that mutate through the natural course of our existence. I come from a rural area that is increasingly swept by successive migrations. Those who are born here continue to grow up elsewhere, always with a contract to return to their origins. In this territory, parents and grandparents stay and, if necessary, resist and build what will be inherited by their children. But what kind of legacy does someone from my generation leave?
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