I have bought shares in the Leipzig Theatre. Does that make sense? I am playing with them, but as I can see, the shares have not generated any profit. I meet N. on the street. I am wearing shorts and a T-shirt and am very thin. I run back because I left my empty spray can and green carrier bag on the street. I forget the spray can a second time. Then we set off. I run very quickly on the other side of the street and then wait for N. I say that I went swimming. He asks if I just jumped into the water somewhere. I say, ‘No, in the labyrinth in front of the stage.’ Then I invite him to make music with me. He says, ‘No, take two musicians and make something really good.’ I think I don't know how to do that. In front of us sits a futuristic beggar with patches over his eyes. I start playing a handpan. N. stands on the other side and plays with me. The others feel the vibrations. I hit hard and N. urges me to play more gently. So we play with a strange rhythm.