Black Hole: A Novel

There are no old drug addicts—so how did Chuck get to his forty-third birthday and find himself still neck-deep in this scene?

Chuck knows he's the creepy old guy with the drugs or the guy who's too old to be at the party doing everyone else's drugs, but if it ain't broke. . . . Well, he manages to make it to work at the dwarf whale distributor every day. He may hate that his dearly seedy San Francisco has become overrun with Starbucks, startups, and Lululemon moms, but he makes do every mo...