»What is a Jew doing in a Porsche on the morning of the Sabbath!« are the words that reach Max Breslauer's ears when, driving through the centre of Amsterdam with a hundred kilometers per hour, he runs over a Hasidic boy on his way to the synagogue. A question which triggers further questions: »Who am I really? A Jew? A goy? What is my life about?« Max, 36 years old, 90 kilogrammes in weight and heir to a textile imperium called SuperTex, lands on the couch of a woman psychoanalyst and tells her the story of his life…