I buy three tiny and powerful cars for my grandparents, with a spacious trunk. They are happy driving. My aunt could finally walk, she decides to climb a rock by the sea, with no balustrade, she is staggering and falls while I tell her to grab something to avoid falling. She falls from a huge height but she manages to stand back up and limping, she walks away. What a relief.

I am in a big school with a bar where you could drink. I go to the toilet, all the doors are broken and you could hear people chatting from one toilet to the other.

There’s a tiny toy Lamborghini…it works! I decide to use it. As soon as I hit the road, people surround my Lambo at each traffic light, it’s impossible to drive it. I decide that I’m not gonna buy it.

I end up in a house with Sergio Marcelli, who complains about ammonium traces in the toilet. He is smartly dressed, he was going at his father’s funeral. He prepares a sandwich with tuna and beans, I have some with him. I listen to him telling me the story of his father, a left wing labourer who used to work 14 hours a day.