4 years have passed. 25 tons of scrap metal removed, mountains of mimosas gone up in smoke, daily miracles accomplished by Michel, the exceptional providential man, who has also become a friend, dozens of courageous arms called to the rescue, tons of wood and materials handled, trailers and trailers of rubble removed, skins burned by the sun, hundreds of pages scribbled with sketches, notes, lists so as not to forget anything, disappointments, failures, bouts of the blues, exhausted backs...
... but also joyful and improvised dormitories, tents set up, solid meals prepared together, tables of hungry guests seated elbow to elbow, laughter, amazed eyes, evenings spent remaking the world, brilliant ideas to improve the work in progress, music under starry nights, and lots and lots of friendly and human warmth...