Love letters, ridiculous love letters, old letters from ridiculous lovers, and a pursuable girl. Then, there’s running in the swimming lessons, in college academies, in the empty lots of suburban Buenos Aires. Dedications, interviews, empty avenues, sketches, and militants. And in the end, two kids in the street, afar, screaming, and kissing.
| Directing | Jerónimo Quevedo | Director |
| Writing | Jerónimo Quevedo | Screenplay |
