"Alex looked at Dad again and closed his eyes rather than see the look on the man's face: of hope, need, pride. How dare the man have pride NOW? It was as though a circle had closed around him, ringed his ghosts hand in hand and chanting in some language foreign and coarse, but with delight and urgent need. Inside his mind he repeated it, like a mantra. I left this behind. I am not him. Not anymore. Never again... I left this behind. I am not him. Not anymore. Never again..." Sex. Drugs. New York City. Press is a novel in connected short stories that explores the underworld of gay meth and sex addicts and the people connected to them.