Pulp Books, 1998 - 237 pages
From cheesy London nightclubs to Christmas in Goa, inner city tower blocks to Hong Kong karaoke bars, sleepy Welsh villages to jaded Chinese towns, Lee, Sol, and Vix are all fleeing their own personal demons. But how far do you have to go to get away?
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