Synopsis

A girl crosses the street, anonymous among the crowds. And among those who pass, it motivates the most human impulses of amazement. Prejudices, conventions, any and all cultural influences of the Human Being are processed in the minds of these people who pass by, which impels the pure and simple act of looking. And from the look comes the shock, and from the shock comes the voice, and from the voice comes the scream. The incessant scream of someone who doesn't tolerate what a girl says when crossing a street. Does she want to know? No. Nothing and no one will overshadow your freedom of expression.