After my house burned down, I return to the places where I grew up to reconstruct my childhood memories. On this journey, the memory of Karin Eitel, a woman detained and tortured during the dictatorship to whom I owe my name, emerges. A story my parents never spoke of brings me closer to Karin, not just because of my name. In the background, the memory of a childhood in a country that rebuilt its democracy while omitting its own history.