C. is upset with me because I'm not properly prepared. We're looking for a flat on the same floor, but I don't know where. There should be something in front of a door, but I don't know what. I go into an older woman's flat, then out again. Eventually I find F.’s flat, it's on the other side. I meet my brother. We lay out something on the street that looks like a family tree. My brother has had his name changed to ‘Laporta’. I think that's good. I ask if Y. has to change her double name now too. I have two huge mobile phone covers in my hand. Music is playing. David Gilmour is sitting with someone else on chairs arranged in rows. My daughter as a little girl is singing. David Gilmour listens with interest. Someone makes a joke so that everything seems different now.

I'm on the phone with G. and his wife via FaceTime. I see an AI animation the agency created on the screen. I'm standing in a dark room and take a photo of a full moon through a curtain. I ask G. how things are going. He says his company is successful. His producer C. is very popular with everyone. I stand on the balcony of the flat in Choriner Strasse and congratulate him on his success. I no longer have any jobs in advertising, I only make music for theatre and film, which suits me fine.