An annoying strand.

This novel is above all by its outcome to bloodcurdling. For the rest, fortunately it is only 155 pages because I do not know if I could have gone further. I do not know either if the fault lies with the translator or the author but comparisons "gender" (the word is often used) more often flop! that flip! at home. Except the dear Stanley, valet that awful Dr Crashnitz compared to David CARRADINE.

Without summarize because this story is worth reading, Danny, 25 years a guy studying architecture of the day and night made the hustler in New York. He offers, with his friend CHIP, its charms to the predominantly male clientele Emerson Club. Sex, drugs, alcohol are the daily lot of these "men to let". Until the day CHIP, the friend not very smart but more experienced than Danny, he meets a strange character played by Dr. Crashnitz, very focused on surgeon organ transplants, more interested in what the humans contains potentially marketable as by the desire to do well ....

Danny tells his story with details, not always crispy and I thought for much reading he took the witness to drive, but it was not a long letter he wrote to a friend, J, which is wonders what he is doing in this story because nothing transpires about it, except that he addresses him with extreme freedom of tone if not with a rawness to blush lovers chaste readings .