There is an exhibition in the stairwell and entrance area of our house. I'm wondering about that. Who authorised it? I talk to M. He can't justify it sufficiently. I'm demanding but with a sense of humour, because we know each other. But I can't imagine that the authorities have authorised this exhibition in a private house. Even the air vents in the floor are painted. Who is going to clean it up and undo it? I'm unwashed and hope I don't smell bad. I talk to R. Then I hear three women talking about the exhibition. I go into a bathroom and undress.