There was, once upon a time, a time when summer vacations were the dream of an entire generation. But the summer rush ends at some point and then you have to harvest the fruits.

What sprouted without anyone being aware of it. Our summers are now overshadowed by threats of war, alien invasions, plagues, famines, earthquakes and drownings...

Once upon a time, during the harvest season, in the middle of summer, people had to roll up their sleeves and work, all together.

A light for the other and all together or community, to mobilize to face the challenge before us.

But the question now is not whether the community still exists, but whether we have left our face,

the free

unique

and our unique face...

(from the introduction to the book)