A boy in Lisbon, in this Lisbon in permanent renovation.

Portugal, 1944. In a country oppressed by a brutal dictatorship, there are those who resist and mobilize the people to fight for bread and freedom, even if it cost them prison, torture or their lives.

Shaken by a divorce in the 1920s, Portuguese poetess Florbela Espanca uses her writing to deal with her tumultuous relationship with men, eroticism and love.

The first time you hear it, it doesn't seem like a big deal. The word is strange and the tone in which it was used could be offensive. In the village the word soon spreads and as it passes from mouth to mouth it becomes heavier and takes on a markedly offensive character. As the village gets angrier, all the small misunderstandings in everyday life become serious business. There is only one solution: exposing the cases and their origin - the word barely heard and poorly said - which, today, in the village, is the most devastating offense that can be thrown at our greatest enemy.