John Victory was never born, he simply appeared one night ordering rounds and slapping asses in a dimly lit cocktail lounge. His life is a drunken odyssey characterized by self-obsession, a cheerful slavery to vice, and the flouting of death. He’ll tell you he’s here to chronicle the age of John. He’ll tell you he’s out to take his place among Poe, Hemingway, and Wilde in the pantheon of history’s great author/drinkers. John Victory is on a quest for anything. This is his story.