Everything you do is wrong, everything you desire is wrong. You must drain yourself of the bad blood and walk yourself to the Pure Life.
This is a trash novel about Kyoto, the Kamo river, cigarettes, flip-phones, school girls, runaways, Arthur Rimbaud.
Water, language, friendship and desire.
This transient, shit world.
Virgins. Vampires. And true love.
Brought to you by the letter H.
And also, the letter V.