Every man has his unmentionable secret.
But Titta di Girolamo has more than one.
Otherwise why would a fifty year old man from the South be living in an anonymous hotel room for eight years, under the anonymous citizenship of a Swiss Italian?
Eight years spent not working. At least it seems that way.
Years of silence and cigarettes, between the hotel lobby and the bar, wearing elegant men’s clothes, without giving in to any other worldly pleasures.
A dreadful routine, during the everlasting wait for something incredible to happen. What will happen?
Titta with the impassive face and apparently no feelings whatsoever. At least it seems that way. Without anyone. Alone. A lost man. Thinking for years about something that is hidden. But what is it? And why?
Basically, what are Titta di Girolamo’s unmentionable secrets?