Us me an Star walkin down the road with a stride and a spring in our step coz it is spring. Star smilin with pills in side an spring out side an pills in me too an times I dont know what one is better nor one ends neither nor the other begins' Boxy the black transvestite drug dealer and Star the teenage nymphomaniac trash junky are the two poles of Bole's universe. Fourth generation pill-takers, born thru a sieve and growing up on spangles and E, their brains so scrambled they have to write themselves instructions on how to get up in the morning, Bole and Star are in love. But as they stumble through the days, trying to do the right thing but borrowing pills from the wrong people, dodging conjurors and pineappleheads (policemen), love isn't necessarily what they need to survive. Vivid, tender, funny and dangerous, like A CLOCKWORK ORANGE for the post-Ecstasy generation, BOXY AN STAR summons up an entire future world with breathtaking originality. And with its extraordinary hero and heroine it is also a tender and utterly contemporary love story - quite unlike any other you'll have read before.