On weekends, shortly after seven in the evening, the Marina becomes a nuisance and unrestrained: a bedlam of teenagers with Fight Club-style brawls, shouting, swearing, illnesses, vomiting, urine, bottles of vodka, beer and glasses abandoned everywhere .

The alcohol flows freely, the smell of marijuana is very strong and the hundreds of girls and boys are already staggering. But they don't give up. On the contrary. They keep going until late at night, until the adults take over the scene. They follow the same script: alcohol, fights, screams .

Saturday night: a 14-year-old girl has just met a young mother on a bicycle (with her daughter) who, in order to make her way through the stream of young people, accidentally steps on her foot. One comment too many, the alcohol in her body acting as a detonator, and immediately kicks, slaps and even hair are flying, which one tries to tear from the other . With a group of about twenty other very young people cheering her on.

Fourteen-year-olds who drink several drinks every night, yet in every bar they swear: "We don't serve minors" . With all that alcohol in their bodies, it doesn't take much to start a fight .