slandered by alcohol on the edge of society living with no love or hate he carries the weight of a life that had no meaning begging before the church wich is a supreme sing of faith and mercy he depends on the pity of people who believe in the real values of this decaying institution solo: lupi the inert touch of darkness impose him a foreseeable survivence his only friends are bottles and the dirtiness of the streets where hunger and cold are his fatal enemies solo: fabris/lupi discriminated he's one more profit of the human incoerence disconected by the paradox of weath and misery unconscious the best way to forget the pain the inert touch of darkness impose him a foreseeable survivence