This book you hold in your grubby hands aims to be even grubbier, not just for the sake of more squalid Street Hustle lay reports to puff up my already overblown ego. I want these accounts of my daygame degeneracy across the globe to help kill off any residual Nice Guy beliefs you might still have about the real sex lives of women, plus give you access to this “Secret Society” world of filthy fun yourself before settling down too soon.
