Hi, I'm Silverman, at least that's what people call me. This book is about me, and my friends, but mostly about me, and my life. I had a girlfriend, but she left. It took a while to figure out how to deal with that, not really sure if I actually did figure it out. Either way, it wasn't easy. I'm not even sure it was interesting. Mark tells me that it is, but I don't know. I used to wonder what would be left for me after it was all done, whether the remainder of my life would ever live up to the turbulence of my youth and I still do, sometimes, when the stars are near and I remember the faces that have passed by. In the end I drank too much, accomplished so little and, eventually, found myself stranded, wondering how to get back to some place I had only vague memories of, alone at the end of another summer.