Three women eat their tongue. The tongue is flesh; it is a part of them, it makes them who they are. The women fight. It is a battlefield. There is no winner. You are the viewer. You are not passive. You are invited to join this party. You are invited to eat your tongue. An allegory on the fragile memory of languages; specifically, the Greek Cypriot dialect.​

A man is led on a nostalgic journey through London by a mysterious yet familiar woman.