Paradise: Love

I don't shave.

My hair's falling out anyway.

But the few hairs

I do have, they love it.

Really?

- They love it.

I like the frizzy hair

they have on their head, you know?

My last boyfriend always told me

it looked gross.

But I don't mind it.

- Because he'd swallow it?

No, just the way it looks

under the armpits.

It doesn't bother me.

Why? It's natural.

It's natural and they like that here.

They like everything that's wild.

That's part of it. I wouldn't shave.

So I don't have to worry?

- No. The differences are interesting.

They accept you the way you are?

- That's what's so great, babe.

I don't worry about anything now.

I don't give a shit.

It feels so great. I can't tell you

the things I've given up for men.

This for that one, that for the next.

All so they'd find me attractive.

And now I please myself.

And they take me just as I am.

Great.

- Finally. Finally!

Here they come. There he is. Look!

- Where?

In the white vest.

This is my bed-time treat. Well?

- Super.

"Bed-time treat"?

- He doesn't speak German.

He has nice ears.

You'll have your own soon.

- I love his hands. They're so strong.

I bought him the motorbike.

- His muscles. His thighs!

He has great thighs.

He's a hunk, my baby is!

My baby.

- You bought him the motorbike?

I bought it. As an investment.

- Your own taxi.

I invested in him. It pays off.

We're gonna take off.

Have fun.

- See you later.

"Caribou!" Come here.

Here is Africa.

There Europe,

here Africa. Don't be afraid.

This is Africa.

Look, key rings and letter openers.

- Thank you. Thanks.

Thanks.

Chains. Souvenirs.

You buy for good price.

This is elephant.

A rhinoceros.

- Thanks, but no thanks.

Looking is free.

How long holiday? Many colors, see?

- Yes, very nice.

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