I'm on a running track. There's a man standing at the side. I join him. Then a big, heavy man comes along, whom I knock over and tell him he's too fat and too slow. Then I meet V., who's holding a record in his hands and says that it's been sampled so many times and that if he uses it a few more times, he'll finally put it aside. It's a white audio play record or is he holding a sampler? He plays a kind of tusch and says that it's so good and has been sampled so often.