From three branches I made a braid, from the braid a fence and from this a house. I didn't do it alone, I found help in others like me. I prevailed against the rain, the cold and the threats of the night. I helped my neighbors and together we forgot our biological lineage, I say this without regret... Now we live better, I know myself and I know you. There is a sophisticated name for all this, in Athens they call it sinecis, although I prefer to call it to understand myself with mine.