It is not a kennel or an animal shelter, it is a state-run home for disabled children. A spoon slides between two wooden bars to feed a child; in and out, in and out until the child has eaten its meal. A hand turns a key in the padlock twice in order to secure the kid does not escape and runs thought the empty corridors, some painted in bright pink, yellow and blue to avoid a “depressive environment” as the director of the house says.