Where the Iberian Peninsula touches Africa, at the southwestern tip of the Mediterranean, an island is born today, Akra Leuka. And there, in the most beautiful city of the island, we will deposit our luggage, going back a little in time, to the 1960s. We named the city Zora. But we could have given it any name. No matter what we called it, the events would not change. Whether the same or different, dramatic or insignificant, tragic or pleasant, the events would happen everywhere. However, what remains is the color that the city will ultimately take. And that depends on the role played by the people, whether they are protagonists or extras.