Architecturally similar to other housing projecs such as Corviale, Laurentino 38 and Ponti dell’Eur, Torrevecchia’s Bronx is a huge conglomeration of ferroconcrete that arose during the 80s in Rome’s northwest outskirts. Walking through its lots and walkways you have the impression to be in a village where everybody know each other, likings and dislikes are handed down from father to son and your neighbor is not a stranger, but the one with whom you often share chitchats and seasonings. The sole centres of attraction are a bar opened few years ago and a very lively community center for the elderly people. Just like the sober and modular architecture hosting them, the inhabitants of the Bronx seem to live a repetitive and colourless life, as if to suggest that the surrounding place wields a gray tyranny over them. Actually this “concrete hegemony” is not so clear and to define who suffers who, and to what extent, you need to get in touch with the life enlivening the bowels of Torrevecchia’s Bronx. The body language, the business and even the clothing of its inhabitants express a constant analogy with the environment around them and the other way round. In this sense there’s not a tyrant or a slave, but two symbiotic entities influencing each other and creating an incredible variety of characters and situations. The enquiry about the mimesis between environment and people is the target of this report. It is even more highlighted in the elderly people living in this quarter, who are its memory and who have actively absorbed and transformed it more than anyone else over the years.