To the right: cows; to the left: a housing project. Above: electric-transmission lines. And below them, a little neighborhood of single-family homes, right near an abandoned watch factory, with its down-and-out dealer and two scrap-metal sellers who take a percentage of sales… with their fists. When the dealer-narrator meets a rich woman twice his age at a party in Switzerland one night, he fantasizes about becoming a gigolo – they get laid, drunk, stoned and even married in a hotel room in Seville. It’s all good. Except the dealer wears his heart on his sleeve. Except the woman hasn’t told him everything…

A trashy, yet carefully polished noir novel that paints a humorous portrait of the ennui of provincial life in the 80s… and shows how love can do you more harm than good.

A street-level dealer, craving the mother love he never knew, meets Ninon, a woman twice his age – he turns into a gigolo on the spot, hoping to hustle her… but falls in love with her instead.