On a windswept hill, in a place still young and devoid of all life, an ancestral house is built by itself. The house comes to life and reveals its one hundred and fifty-year-long lifes. Brick by brick and beam by beam, each action, big or small, shows life. Through the years, it leads us to feel the passage of time, the transformations of its surroundings and its vulnerability in the face of the unstoppable frenzy of our urban growth. The house evolves quietly in the heart of a growing and buzzing city that will eventually bring about its end.