My name is Nina and I was born in an underground city…

My name is Nina and I was born in an underground city, full of screens and smart machines. Here, giant corporations control everything, transforming our reality into a labyrinth of advertising and artificial needs. An object as simple as a chair is reduced to a perfect, sterile design – a symbol disconnected from its meaning. Multinational corporations have stripped the idea of the chair of centuries of craftsmanship, reducing it to a consumer item, devoid of soul and history.
One day, whilst exploring the city’s outskirts, I spotted a small, hidden door. My curiosity prompted me to open it, and with great effort, I found myself in a different world, full of life and colour. Here, everything had genuine meaning and a story to tell. The chair, for example, was a symbol of transformation: a piece of wood, born of nature, shaped by the hands of a craftsman, became an artefact that combined utility and beauty, memory and passion.
In the outside world, I found other people – free spirits – who had turned their lives into poetry. They lived in harmony with nature on platforms built in the trees, creating a community that celebrated simplicity and genuine connection. From them, I learnt three great lessons about living freely: the importance of respecting and living in harmony with nature; the value of genuine relationships and sharing; and the beauty of transforming natural elements into artefacts that carry stories and meaning.
I returned to the underground city, determined to share my discoveries. I told my friends about what I had seen and the people I had met. Some listened with interest, whilst others were sceptical. But I knew I had sown a seed of curiosity and hope, which could sprout into a quest for truth and beauty beyond the illusions of consumerism.