“Lissa” is a name that feels intimate but also generic; it could be anyone’s sister, best friend, or the person you once liked in high school. “Aires” adds a whisper of exoticism. If we read it as “Air‑es,” the suffix suggests something that moves, breathes, and cannot be contained. If we read it as a reference to , we imagine a city where tango, night‑clubs, and neon lights coexist with colonial architecture—a place where a nurse might dance between night shifts, balancing duty and desire.