We're in a judicial process about six years ago. The neighbors had a childhood problem with the company that made us the facade and we are chained in the courthouse. This week we have been changed from the date of the trial to the sixth time, because the fourth judge is going to take the lawsuit. Which had to be easy, turned by the system into a Kafka process and a pandemic.

For some, it will be silly, but if they suffer, they would know that the situation produces anxiety, anger and sadness, because it generates obstacles in life, small but obstacles. Damage to health.

Justice is slow. But walking so slowly is not justice, because it benefits the perpetrator of the damage, because it could continue in their affairs with total impunity. And the injured are getting worse and worse. The sufferers continue to suffer and, for the next one, it is clear that they will not go to court. For every consciousness, on the contrary, they feel free to play with the dirty game because nobody tells them.

In this half-decade we have been abandoned, justice has made us feel that no one cares.