Natacha puts hers make-up on in front of a window and at the same time remembers through other windows several moments of his life. From her native shack’s window she saw somebody arriving who promised her a better world. From the van’s window she understood the trap she has fallen into. Once she had the little hope of escaping through the bus‚Äòs window but at the moment she can only see a devastated landscape through the room’s window.
