While the Matarazzo ruins emanate a certain lyricism, typical of places loaded of vestiges from the past, the Mill was deprived of any historical trait. A more recent construction, with its apparels and furnishings torn out, covered with dump, it seems the stage of a civil war. Anything but the barns recall the activities that once occurred there. It is pure violence and destruction. A present without any past nor future.

Converted into an outlaws' lair, a hideout and point of drugs sale, the place breathes tension. Inscriptions on the walls and traces of recent furtive occupation indicate the conflicts and dramas that happen here. It is a nobody's land. In this place that inspires fear, Marcelo Dantas and Roberto Moreira work with safety devices. The paraphernalia created in big cities, assaulted by violence, to isolate habitation and work spaces, to follow visitors' moves, to detect any presence that is considered strange, any unusual event.

A panoptic city dominated by sensors, alarms and TV circuits. Where, nonetheless, violence can break out unexpectedly, the aggressor may materialize through the activation of a sensor, a crime scene may infiltrate into the images until then controlled by the internal surveillance circuits.