«Don't bang the beads... work makes men... the hoe, the pickaxe, the trowel.» Words full of meaning, words engraved on the weathered hands of Savvas Poumboura. Words that furrow his prematurely wrinkled forehead. Because Savvas has seen both sides of life. So much so that he learned to cook burgers on both sides of the grill. Savvas takes the stone and grinds it. Savvas, the man of the people, son of Xanthopoulos, the younger version of Vasilakis of Kaïla. Savvas who shares his experience and with it, his wisdom. And whoever likes it, um!