Résumé: He's an ex-terrorist from the scrag-end of London with a connoisseur's understanding of every foul narcotic known to humanity.
He's a four hundred year old derelict and hated by at least half the inhabitants of a poisoned and depopulated Earth.
He's actually a bit of brain locked inside a body sculpted from intelligent plastic that renders him immortal.
And all he wants to do is die.
Meet Lazarus Churchyard, suicide-crazed unkillable junkie trapped in a future so disgusting that it makes him the good guy by default.