The turning point is in between the surrealism and the magic reality: The Tropical Couple. They were a young couple and the time to discover and surprise each other had past. The time had come to share fears and solitude too. The neighbors make love and watch pornos. It’s Sunday and it’s very hot. She and he are not even angry at each other anymore. Their fantasies are running out of a lot of loneliness. She is the woman and He is the man. She is flesh & spirit. He is spirit & flesh. The fridge is broken, the food is rotting. ‘Look at me I’m naked and waiting for you inside the fridge. I’m your little Mama, your domadora, what ever you want’. The song keeps playing on the recorder and the refrigerator still is broken. ‘I beat you but I love you. Maybe the neighbor will see us while we make love watching porno. Why do we always find each other in the neighbor’s window?