Disclaimer: I received an e-book copy by the author.
The Drunk (pronoun-less for the biggest part of the book) is an author, struggling with their work, the Gambler spends all his money gambling, not sure if he’s chasing a win or just chasing the thrill of the game, the Lover pines after girls. Their lives intersect at work and at home, they talk, they discuss philosophical topics, they depart, rinse and repeat. Each chapter portrays a new day and often the days blur together while reading.
The Drunk is a fascinating character, never being referred to with pronouns, but very clearly having some sort of (gender) dysphoria going on. The Drunk doesn’t care about appearance and even wishes to have a blank face, unable to be perceived, drinks and writes and works, but never finds any true pleasure in it. The Drunk is also disconnected from the people around them, always sitting on the sidelines, never crossing them and only interacting with the Gambler and the Lover. It takes a long time for the Drunk to break out of this shell, but any time they do, it feels like sunshine after a long winter, but it also hurts, like brightness does after having spent too much time in darkness. The finale was very satisfying and the unraveling of the character incredibly interesting to follow along.
This was not an easy book to read and if you are looking for a lot of plot or action heavy narrative you won’t find it here. But if you enjoy philosophical novels, novels with a narrator blurred in fog dissociating, and an interesting character study I can recommend this book. I enjoyed reading it.
TW: addiction, suicide attempt