120 x 190mm, 32 pages, Black & white printing, Saddle stitched, Stamped softcover, 2026

Their street, a suburban cul-de-sac, was always quiet, but that wasn’t enough. The whole world had to really feel asleep and private. Afterwards, when his head hurt around the edges and there was a bitter taste in his mouth, he could lie in bed and try to forget about what he had done, until, in the softness of approaching sleep, it was just another object in his mind, not an act.

This debut fiction publication from Adem Berbic follows Nunu and David, two men living out different but related nightmares. Nunu desperately wanders the streets of London, trying to procure crack, heroin and cheap cider. David, meanwhile, is sunk in a solipsism so deep he turns the world around him into a repetitive domestic hell. But we are not merely watching it happen. Berbic’s propulsive prose implicates itself and the reader at every turn, evoking a deep and barely nameless dread.

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