How can we excavate and rewrite the stories of ghostly beings, intertwined in places banished from our senses? To do this, we sift through the debris of history, scrupulously collecting and connecting stories, while distorting the time like a botanist on the asphalt, as dislocated botanists, twisting the time of a smiling garden into a stroll to reminisce – to embrace repressed, estranged kinship.