M. is here. I'm having an affair with her. C. is leaving us. I don't want to be with M. How do I get rid of her? I show her and her friend my boat. First the big truck that transports the boat. I want M. to leave.

I look for a house with my father. We talk to a real estate agent. I have a notepad in my hand and my father's pen. He tells me to take notes. Which I do. The estate agent leads us to a house on a beach. It looks very futuristic. Like a grand wing. The estate agent thinks I'm brown. I show her my legs and say: “Rather, red, pink and brown.” The house is overwhelming. We go into the first room. It is not tidy. The family that lives here isn't there. I know the room. I tell the estate agent that I've seen two of these houses in Berlin. They are all exactly the same. You can see the beach and the sea from a large window. Sailboats are anchored. The house is great. We move on. You can also see the sea from the next room. I am thrilled. My father is more reserved. In the hallway, I see a small round hole in the wall. As we get closer, I realize that air is getting into the house through that hole. The hole is not very pretty. There is another long room. Should we visit this one first? This room has no window. I walk onto the beach and see that the side of the house is opened up. There's a bar with taps inside. I think, how handy, then you can sell drinks here and earn money. I lie down on the sand with the estate agent. She's pretty. We could be together. She rubs herself against me and my penis. If we're already so familiar, that's certainly an advantage over the other interested parties.