In the following weeks, this is what I’ll see through my temporary office window. An imense blue highway leading simultaneously to nowhere and everywhere, framed by half-naked hot-blooded human beings with cold-blood animal bevhaviour, moving in turns from warming up under a hell burning sun to cooling down in a polar frost water. These very same people spend the whole year covered with fashionable clothes, trying to look good for multiple purposes, but every year they culminate by striping down and exposing they bare skin to every one’s watching eyes.