"I was renting a basement, a hovel, really, at an absurdly low rate, on Park Street, but it never deterred any of the women I brought there, and there were quite a few. If the dust that coated everything bothered them, they didn't complain. If the unwashed dishes in the bathtub frightened them, they didn't say. If they saw from the surroundings that I wasn't fixed like a man going places in the world, it didn't seem to make a difference.
"Best of all, I didn't give a damn what they thought. That's how a man should always live. I had it once. So why did I give it all up?"
--- Max Zajack's life is in flux. After the parade of women charted in 'Lounge Lizard' and the grind of dead-end jobs endured in 'Dirty Work', perhaps an ordinary existance is Max's best path.
But normality has its own problems... and its own secret escapes.