Can one finish building a house they no longer belong to? After reuniting with his family in Ramle, the director puts himself on the scene and navigates this question with no intent of answering it. Instead, he begins to fill the holes in the walls with the fabric of everyday life and the melancholic contemplation of external and internal ruins. A film that stitches together the memories of Nakba in 1948 with the daily continued destruction and persecution of the Palestinian people in movements as slow as the turning of the pages in a photo album.