Guys from Manchester. Feel as you want. Holland S.

Jack Edwards is not in vain called the facture: he slept with a good half of New York. His style is an easy weekend, enchanting nights and a complete lack of expectations and claims. The only one who resisted his charm is the bitch Florence Mendos, the girl of his brother... Now the former is already. To see her. Why then cannot he forget these sad dark eyes and again goes to Brooklyn to check if she was in the next story? Florence also has questions-for example, why in a huge city, wherever she goes, out of the corner of her eyes she always sees this pompous peacock Jack Edwards?

What exactly is facing them-fate, mistake or New York?