Acumulação Primitiva

A family is sitting amid what is left of their home, their belongings piled up in the open air without shelter, while bulldozers shift piles of raw material with relentless aggression. A few moments later, members of the family walk away with whatever small items they can carry on their backs, while a worker prepares the ground for the erecting of a barbed-wire fence. The persistent sound of cargo trains haunts the visually stunning but despoiled landscape in a reminder of how money never sleeps.