As such, this novella floats through the beerlight of an alcoholic's hangout and shoots into the realm of the light-reflecting myriad mirrorball in the dance-hall part of the bar. This is the infuriating part of Kaganof: he is seemingly footloose and fancy free, shallow and flippant, yet never far from his ultimate life goal - to shake you up, to set you free! Those unable to access the compact and enlightened truths which emerge on virtually every page, are likely to dismiss this book (if not Kaganof himself) as being lightweight and of no consequence: Some dumb-fuck alcoholic waster is sitting around in a bar writing nothing and now publishes it as a novel!