Thirteen years ago, woke up with another girl by my side, D., met her the night before at the Gibus; a short relationship that would last for about two weeks. Today, hot day, fuckin' summer, no money, soon no home. What can I do? Have to paint, paint a lot, Joey Ramone as a saint, killed by some strange creature, and another painting, an evil witch, very evil indeed, and drink a lot of red wine in the studio, but before that: some more coffee...