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A bit confused, don't you think?

A few things I like.

- Hi.

Everything is so chaotic,

I really don't know.

Who was that again?

-Some editor. I forgot his name.

Somehow I'm feeling sick.

- Really? Should we leave?

Yes, no, ehm...

Let's continue.

I gotta go to the restroom.

-Me too.

Lord!

Hey.

- Are you okay?

Shouldn't we better leave?

-Okay. This way.

Hey, Hanna!

Hi! What are you doing?

- Haven't seen you for an eternity.

I did this installation here.

Do you like it?

You made this?

- A computer controlled light animation.

The color changes every 12 seconds,

this represents the change between

orient and occident.

As usual there wasn't much money.

But we really made an effort.

Something's wrong with the dimmer.

The circuit is reversed.

She's my studio guest tonight. She could

show up in the city sometime soon.

Yes, I'm waiting.

Oh f***, I got my period.

Can you spare a tampon?

No, I don't have one too.

Crap, we always have them somewhere.

What's up?

I didn't have my period

for quite a while.

Maybe you're pregnant.

When a line appears

in the squared window

as well as in the round one

then you are pregnant.

Stop.

That means subjugation

as well as subjectification.

Yes, yes, that's an old question.

Why is it so hard to free oneself

from old submissions?

Why are exactly those the terms,

that insult, hurt,

regulate and control us,

without which we cannot live,

which we need,

to be able to take a position in society.

Why are we attaching ourselves

to ideas that degrade and devalue us?

The usual answer is

because we can't be any different.

They enable us to stay alive.

And this is paradox.

We are floating

in-between established categories

because we take possession of them

and enable ourselves to take

public influence through them.

We even accept to be perceived

classified and recognized

in categories,

that throw us into ambivalence,

and we do it anyway,

because we can only exist like this,

which means:
be accepted like this.

I'd say the price we pay for this

is a certain effect of alienation,

for acting within the limits of

the readable and acknowledgeable.

To persist in your own being

means for Spinoza

not to stay the same, but it means

an expansion, transformation,

of the given.

The urge to persist cannot be reduced

to the aspect of conservation,

otherwise you would have what Freud

describes as self-preservation drive.

Indeed, our insistingly

holding on to life

can bring us to accept

conditions of existence

that negate and devalue

our life.

It's possible to be deceived

about which way leads

to a more or less better life.

The complicated thing about this is

that you cannot be outside

the categories of acceptance ...

Hello?

- Hi, it's me, open up, please.

Hanna, what's going on?

- We gotta talk, please open up.

That's impossible now.

Didn't you understand?

I have to talk to you.

Come on, open up!

Hanna, I'm not alone.

I don't f***in' care!

Now open the door, goddammit!

Now it's getting complicated.

What's going on?

Is she still here?

What?

-The other one, is she still here?

You told me you're not alone.

Hanna, what's going on?

What happened?

I'm pregnant.

This is Simon.

What?

What, you know each other?

What are you doing?

What are you doing here?

Oh, f***!

Can you please explain this somehow?

What did she say?

Jeez!

Now explain in more detail, please.

I think, for the first time

in a very long time,

I don't know what I really want.

I think for the first time in a long

time you know exactly what you want.

Yes?

You're in love.

Yes.

- See.

Never thought I'd experience that.

- Yes. And it's already over.

And why?

There's another guy.

-You got another guy?

Complicated.

No, we both do.

Is this her anyway?

-Definitely.

You can't know that.

If one of them is my mother,

then it's her.

Come on, let's go somewhere else.

It's June 22nd, if my calculation

is correct.

Do you know who did it?

It's two.

Wow.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

I miss Adam too.

Me too.

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