Vaziani. People move here when everything goes too bad and you need some place to live, when you need to have just a roof over head. Zhanna and her two little daughters found themselves here, on the edge of life. Luck of love brought her here.

“I always wear someone’s old clothes - I have no other. It is disgusting, but my mother cannot buy me anything new... Ma’am, you know - we are poor!" - 11-year-old Carlo addresses me with these words. He shyly lowers his eyes, where one can see hurt and sadness, as if the boy had matured ahead of time, having understood that life is unfair.

"My three-month-old daughter suffocated under the lifeless body of her mother ..."

“Come to eat!” - these are the most terrible words in life for 8-year-old Gio and 3-year-old Gaby... The mouth starts to feel so disgusting that it immediately makes you sick... Oh, these damned noodles never end!

“Let’s go, I’ll show you a hole! You know, I almost died there? It grabbed my leg, and I screamed: "A-ah-ah!" But my mother managed to grab me, otherwise it would have eaten me!" - baby Niniko drags me by the hand. She wants to show me some sinister hole. “Just look, be careful, it can grab you too,” - the baby warns me.

5-year-old Vache thinks that his mom has bad taste - when she tastes noodles or potatoes she always says: “Try it, it is so delicious!” But Vache wishes he never set eyes on either potatoes or noodles.

They are afraid of their house, they are afraid that the roof, which they could not fix after the fire, will collapse on their heads. They miraculously managed to escape from the fire, but they will certainly die under their roof. “It will probably bring relief to many people,” - Gulnazi says. There is no irony in her words. She really thinks so. She also thinks that their family is superfluous, because no one cares about them.

Mom Tamara and her seven-year-old son Gabriel are alone in the entire world. Their dad has been gone for six years now: he killed himself because of boundless poverty and grief... They have no relatives either, there is nowhere to seek for help, there is no one to hope for. All that remains is to be strong, survive and pray to God. So they do, but they have no strength left at all.

He was the rock of the large and friendly Arkhoshashvili family, which in an instant turned from the happiest into the most unhappy family in Georgia. “Grandpa, grandpa, does it hurt? Why aren't you playing with me? " - the wonderful four-year-old widget Goderdzi tries to talk to his dear grandfather and gently strokes his hand. He hangs around his grandfather's bed and still can't wait for an answer. But he knows from his beloved grandmother Ketino that his grandfather Nodari who is very sick, someday he will tell him a wonderful tale. Oh, he can’t wait...