Part one: A postcard-like set of travel notes on the good life.
Part two: Closed life in a flourishing city. No matter what city you inhabit, you understand nothing better than your own family, your home, and those private spaces that truly belong to you.
Part three: Another kind of life. They leave the city and head into the country, areal farming village, plowing by day and resting by night, forgetting all that bothers them.
Part four: A tiny island of belief. They like the sea. They like living undisturbed, isolated. Perhaps this is life in utopia.
Part five: They return to the city, devoid of identity. Perhaps they are many people, perhaps they are seven. Perhaps they are in a dream. From beginning to end, they cannot find their position. They are still a collective of youth, a future, unknown collective.