Ninja has 42 years and is a drug addict for 20. Nowadays he lives in an abandoned house in Olhão that for him, resembles a paradise compared to the cells where he passed over two decades. He receives a lot of people in the house. People like him. He had many loves in his life but the only one he stays faifthful to, is to heroin.
Without any authorization he occupied about a year ago those decaying walls which once saw a house. The first division is tight, we can barely walk on it.
On a wall, a picture of Our Lady and two scarfes of the national team are the minimal decoration of that cracked wall. In another room there´s a round clock. The hours are right, but time is measured only by the next kick.
Ninja´s table is a small babylon. Syringes, broken mirrors, lighters, condoms, ashtrays overflowing with ashes, cigarette butts, plastic bottles and a knife make up the décor of that piece of furniture where its owner sits always, but always facing the door. Habits inherited by those who are not amused by the surprises of the authorities.