Gertrude Stein. Wallace Stevens. André Breton. Famous and dead, all. Though his work has earned comparisons to each, Jeremy Berlin enjoys neither fame nor death (though a case could perhaps be made that he deserves both). In an attempt to remedy this situation, we are pleased to offer up this book, a collection of Mr. Berlin's previously unpublished fiction. In it, you will find a world of design and chance, absolutes and relatives, poetry and prose. It is an absurd world and it is a surreal world and it is a contrariant world. It is, in short, Mr. Berlin's world. The author has suffered for his art. Now it's your turn.