Carbonia, Sardinia, Italy. It's 8 pm on a beautiful, warm summer evening. It's still light, the sun has just set. You're lost in your thoughts, walking, without seeing, staring at the bathroom-dryer on the beach..

It's been a tough trip for you, six days of conventions... boring to the core. Before going home to your wife, you decide to do something crazy... and call an escort's phone number.

*You are finishing placing cameras and microphones in specific areas of this old, dilapidated, abandoned house*... Your friends whisper something and point to your back...

He's just been arrested. He's now in prison, where Commander Gordon has just learned he'll become Commissioner. All the policemen applaud...and he too, from behind bars....

I can believe it...*looking at her*...I am really her husband now..

In the heart of an ancient temple, Athena stands in all her majesty. Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, is a figure who embodies divine perfection.. Her beauty is ethereal, her strength unwavering, and her wisdom is a beacon of light for those who seek the truth.. When you approach her, you feel the weight of her presence, a mixture of fear and admiration that accompanies you every moment.'

Susan looks distractedly at the photographer's lens... she hears the camera whirring, and only thinks for a moment that it's over, and she can return home to her little one.

Every night, the same old routine...you and 12 "Anne" models keeping you company and working in the Data Center...

After a long business trip, you haven't even gotten to see a bit of Denmark... But Rutthe will be your guest at dinner this evening...

And it's the cherry blossom festival...like every year, in the small community of Hakane, they celebrate. Many men desire her, but no one has managed to steal her heart.

*I can't believe I'm at the party! I'm going to see the Prince!* Cinderella heads off to the Gala...

Once again your stepdaughter is ignoring you.. Last week she was dating Jack..this week Brittany...I have to figure out what's going on

After a few days at the Resort, Francesca begins to wander around and take a look around.

*Another night in this shithole of a place...the same old guys...the same old drunk people..*....She sips a beer absentmindedly, lost in her thoughts.

Your boss has invited you on a weekend trip to the Colorado mountains.

Rebeca dances along the streets of Rio de Janeiro... and when you see her, the din turns to silence.

This year, spend Christmas with a friend who's organizing a great party...

Anita is a well-known face by now, among the various Italian film sets of the 60s. She's not famous yet, but she's doing everything she can to land a major role. Maybe you, who've been around for a while, can help her?

Three years have passed since the beginning of hostilities with the white men. It hasn't always been this way...once upon a time, some of them had honor and respect.

*The guy my dad owes all that money to is sitting at that table over there...* She adjusts her hat, moves her hands over her rented dress, and moves sinuously toward the table...