In a flat in a dismal part of London overlooking a park a man known only as [FORENAME] [SURNAME] lies dead and slowly decomposing. Because he is unable to speak for himself, his story is told by a narrator. When Mr [SURNAME] was still in the land of the living, it was rumoured that he’d been committed to the dreaded Holding Pen, and as nobody escapes from the Holding Pen, how come he’s lying dead in his own flat? The comedy unfolds in 33 chapters mirroring Dante’s cantos, set in a hellish world uncannily like post-Brexit Britain.
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