Synopsis

One bone-chillingly cold winter afternoon, Bina finds herself alone. She's eighty-three years old and waiting for her grandson in Cinghio Park, a neighborhood best avoided on the outskirts of a respectable town. Marta, twenty-five, who grew up in Cinghio learning that the world is crooked and can't be fixed, watches her from the window: she sees her stiffen on a sagging bench, her nose dripping, a pink hat pulled down over her frightened eyes. She decides to offer her a roof for the night. Then for the next night, and the night after that. Marta ends up caring for Bina, and the entire building's residents gather around her, protecting forty kilos of bones and wrinkles. A few streets away, Fabio is punched: he's messed with the wrong person and is in trouble, big trouble. Fabio is Bina's grandson, and while Marta prepares the bed for his grandmother, he knocks on the door of Genny, a former prostitute who can pick up other people's pieces without asking questions. Bina and Fabio live suspended days, in a harsh and unfamiliar place, waiting for something to happen. Something will happen. And fate will reshuffle the deck, dealing the players new cards. Those cold days will gradually grow warmer inside the patched-up apartment buildings: between tucked-in blankets, the sound of coffee brewing in the moka pot, the scent of sauce, and a caress on the forehead, Marta, Bina, Fabio, and Genny will discover that behind every abandonment, hidden beneath every loneliness, there always survives the strength to love and the need to care for one another.