A big city youth, defiant and sad, wild, articulate, and absurdly funny. Jan Brandt's Nini and Jameelah are professionals at twisting letters: air becomes desire, night turns into nakedness; there are desire balloons, naked shifts, and desire shelters. They speak O-language, money is gold, rolling with filters doesn’t exist, only threats of torture. They live in the same neighborhood, are inseparable, and at fourteen, they actually feel grown-up. That’s why they buy striped stockings that they pull up to their thighs when they go to the Kurfürsten looking all cool and slicked back to practice for their deflowering project. They mix milk, Mariacron, and passion fruit juice into tiger milk and wander through the summer, which could be their last together. Nini and Jameelah create a world with their own laws and cover the dust of the street with glamour.