Zitikiño grew up in the favelas of Satoshicity. He has smoked everything he could find to pass the time since he was 8. His lungs are like an incandescent blaze reflecting deep in her eyes. Lonely, he became fond of a stray dog he named Guayaki. They roamed the streets for many years, sowing his wild oats together, until one day a sedan rushed out from a neighboring company and crushed its most loyal friend. Ziti, mad with rage, brewed molotov cocktails and set fire to the business from which the driver was coming out..