• From -4-.

I.

• Red. No? Think of any place you want to make yours!
• Magenta. I can't think of one... Well my house can't be one, and any place around here is too miserable...
• R. Any of places from your childhood?
• M. I don't have the childhood. Or I want it not to be. Any place that is reminiscent of my childhood is not my place.
• R. Fine... How about places where people don't visit? I know you have them in your memory, like that foggy mountain...
• M. Even such remote places have persons reaching there, and seeing them is doubly worse than seeing them elsewhere.
  I don't have my place. I don't belong here, and I've always been wandering.
• R. Eh, I know a place. Follow me.

II.

• M. Here? The border -- or the startpoint of the city? I don't know how this place can be mine, that blobs always seem hideous.
• R. Seem?
• M. They are hideous too, it's implied. Or, or and, it's the same premise for me.
• R. Then why are they? What is the reason to be -- or reason to be made -- of them?
• M. They exist because this world is filled with philistines! And they house and breed the philistines -- so that they can breed too!
• R. This place arouses such contempt, with high degree. Higher degree since on the opposite site is the untouched lands, which contrast -- which show that this can be undone!
  So this place can be made yours.
• M. Okay. But this place is visited frequently by cyclists. I don't mind them if they only be cyclists, but some of them always exhibit outrageous acts -- out of ordinary acts!
• R. See that small land encircled by the brook? Being covered with the trees, we will be unseen, but you can see outside -- which you should.
  See those outrages! Remember your duty and destiny!