No Refuge for Degenerates

Take one disillusioned doctor. Fed up of what turned out to be a soulless and thankless job. Yearning to create some real change in people's lives. Add in a large dollop of arrogance, a sprinkle of anxiety, a spoonful of street art and handful of cops. Bake in the sun for around four months and voila! One big fucking disaster. This book takes a journey into well-intentioned recklessness, arrogant benevolence and the problems that such oxymoronic characteristics can bring. Written in a stream-of-consciousness style reminiscent of Hunter S. Thompson and Chuck Palaniuk, and served with a few poems for dessert.