On the grey-painted exterior façade of the building which faces the street, the exhibition of shadows that befall the walls of the cave-like space and the fragile, meandering figures, begins with Costa Mea which is placed right at the back of the mosque.  Content with short and small reminders, but also giving rise to the feeling that there are longer stories lurking beneath, this time, vermiculated figures are tending to transform. At first sight they seem to be light-weight, but as it makes us remember more and more, their weight increases. They are all tightly enclosed within. They are even more obscure than the previous forms. It seems as if they have been closed and locked off in an attempt to open up. The struggle of each of them to tell their story to others, in an exterior voice-over which is audible by us as well, reminds one of Plato's "allegory of the cave".  One of the people who has lived his entire life facing the wall in the cave, his back to the entrance of the cave, and who tried to understand everything only through the shadows on the wall of the cave, decides to walk outside, sees everything out there, comes back and tells the other cave-dwellers, but no one believes him.  Here too, the figures are trying to tell their story to the others. Simultaneously, somewhere between Plato's realm of ideas and the realm of objects, we try to understand and make sense of these narratives which reach our ears in a mixed cacophony (since they all resound at the same time).