Estructures profundes

In a city ravaged by climate change and social inequalities, Jordi lives badly as a fumigator. The product he uses is probably toxic but no one knows it very well, and in any case, he is lucky not to have to work in the wells, where at the age of forty you retire so that you can die peacefully at home, amid vomiting and terrible pain. of so much radioactivity that you have swallowed at work. Jordi is living with his insecurities and paranoia, which he shares with his co-workers, who are as miserable as he is. Or more. Still, may there be a point of hope to change your fate? Is it lawful to have the dream of a dignified life?