'"I felt hungry. I felt wolfish and untrustworthy, as if I might do anything. I felt like I was the apocalypse come to town, I felt that good- the first time I'd felt good for ages. I tingled in the groin and there was pride in my step. I felt my disguise as a nobody slipping. My filthy rags were emblems and magnificence, crackling with transforming energy, I felt dangerous, I felt the breeze pick up my stink and waft it- try to resist this, it seemed to say, for I was all animals and the concrete was glad to feel my feet on its back. An unlikely hero in search of love and struggling with delusion embarks on an epic journey from the container terminals of the Part of Melbourne to the winding, flowery paths of the Flagstaff Gardens. Along the way he meets characters who magically bring the streets to life and give him the benefit of their experience or examples of what not to do." -- Back cover.'
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