At the begining of this world, these scattered planets of the vast continent of Jazz, a story of exile and passion. And we must, at this moment, clearly perceive the solitude and fragility of the child, torn from his land, whom God alone knows for what destiny, and with what purpose, was sent, like a calabash with a great catapult blow across the oceans, to gain his full white knowledge in the land of true barbarians that we call civilized… Clearly, the child, it can be guessed, takes a full face of solitude in the land of human rights and solicitude…