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“Death, tired, walks the tenuous line of our destinies, pondering and observing, invisible.”
In yet another day of her tiring routine, Death takes her burden of being a collector of souls, however something awakens in her essence a new vision of herself and of the people that she encounters on her day-to-day path.
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Released
Original Language
PT
With the aid of a fellow Auschwitz survivor and a hand-written letter, an elderly man with dementia goes in search of the person responsible for the death of his family.