Linoleum-Thais and cuckoo clocks - Eastern Europeans, Iranians with Rolex watches, and Cubans in hoodies - Marko Martin travels the world, strolls through Berlin, and allows himself to be picked up and swept away. A glimpse into the homes and bedrooms of foreign lands reveals certain truths, particularly about the sexual habits, life lies, and desires of his dates: "But what they all rave about, every single one of them, is Tel Aviv. Can you imagine, of all places, the forbidden, inaccessible Tel Aviv, the dream of naked Israeli soldiers." Even if the path to getting to know each other starts in bed, this concentrated dose of international affairs hardly qualifies as porn, as his stories are intertwined and infused with diverse literary inspirations.