There is an Italian saying that goes “There can't be two roosters in the same chicken coop.” Why do you think that is? Do you really think it's because they're fighting? You didn't understand anything. The truth is that the hens in the chicken coop want as few males as possible, not because they hate them, but because they are afraid of love disappointment. The hen that lives here has found it out for herself: every mole you see on these walls is not a skin lesion, but a lesion of the heart that seeks an outlet. How hard is it to love? How hard is it to hide the many times someone has broken our hearts?