Avi Mograbi goes to meet African asylum-seekers in a camp in the middle of the Neguev desert where they are confined by the state of Israel. Together, they question the status of the refugees. Is their tragic story any different from the one of Mograbi’s grandmother who fled the Nazis? What leads men and women
to leave everything behind and go towards the unknown? Why does Israel, land of the refugees, refuse to take into consideration the situation of the exiled, thrown onto the roads by war, misery and abuses? Could theater create a bridge between people so they can exchange and understand each other?