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9:00 a.m. - Irma's having a weak moment. She begins to question her stay at Residence 51. She's hitting her emotional bottom. Peter tries to convince her and has some good arguments. After all, Irma has enjoyed some of the kinky orgies we've experienced, and if she takes a positive side of it she can experience new sexual pleasure. This documentary may take off, and she may become the most popular documentary filmmaker in the universe. Alex holds up the map and lets Irma see if there's anything more relaxed for her for today. With her luck, a dirty receptionist knocks on the door and walks in with a flyer. She invites us into their cinema. Do they even have a cinema here? What movies do they watch? That's very interesting. They're called Mutant Old Pervert, Nymphomaniac Household, The Beast from the Woods, The Girl in the Cage, Twisted Mother… OK… That sounds suspicious. It's a movie marathon. Let's do it! We meet familiar faces outside the cinema holding branded popcorn R51. How cute! Tastes pretty damn good. The doors have finally opened. It's packed. Here we go again… All the people are already masturbating to a creepy movie. I'm a professional, and I'm collecting great footage.

9 p.m. We're finally back in that dirty room, away from all the kinky fetish people. The atmosphere between us is down. Greta is curled up in a ball on the bed, her face a blank expression, obviously processing information. Steve tries to talk about what he saw and starts stuttering. Irma holds her head in her hand and sighs loudly. I don't know if we've cut too big a bite. I don't know if I'll manage. I don't know if we'll ever be rewarded for this. We have decided which of us will find the courage to continue. We have reluctantly voted for another day in the Residence 51 hell. It cost us a lot of money and effort to get here in the first place. And we're still curious. We can't give up! Good night. Morning is brighter than night.

10 a.m. This health checkroom looks filthy, not even a veterinary clinic looks like this. I don’t know what they want to check us for, but we will soon find out. The nurse is wearing a dirty face mask, and two half-naked girls are sitting in the waiting area. The smell is tremendous. A hefty woman stands on the scale, and she is sent to some room, we are still waiting, and the nurse and the doctor are quite rude to everyone. I guess they are busy but still, it is not on. Inside the check room, a young girl just received an enema, she was sent away. Another young girl is sitting on the gynecologist's chair with her legs wide open, she has been checked too. We are finally next. I'm nervous.