In December 1949, the people of New York considered the New Year a very big holiday. Especially since the New Year sprang them into the 1950's. But in the subculture underground world, hipsters were out causing a ruckus, partying all night long; blacklegged were scamming the weak and Wayland Furlong was setting the tone for his generation.
He is the residual, had-been New York gangster, wrought with past memories, now going tête-a-tête with his old boss Neverends, in the snow-covered city. Wayland rolls on through the dismal streets, shooting the breeze with every interesting character along the way, going from bar to bar, getting drunk and having sex. Where was he running to? Why? A story of cynicism, faith, guns and personal self-salvation.