It is the silence we are seeking while we are drifting into the tiny streets of an imaginary city. It is the wide and shadowy interior sheltering our thoughts and gestures from the glorious sun. It is the distance and the emptiness of space fortifying and embrace our will for a short period of time. It is the memory of people who build the place and offer their lives to meditation and the collective confrontation with reality. It is the equilibrium between the reality and the worlds of short term ideologies that extend and verify this asylum interior.