While pursuing his degree, Joe Wheelwright decides to dabble in astrology to make extra cash. Though he is agnostic on the power of stars and planets to predict human fate, his clients are anything but. What follows is an insider's gaze at the intelligentsia of mid-20th century New York City - their feet anchored in brick and pavement while their minds spin with Eastern mysticism. David Rubin brilliantly dissects the paradoxes of human nature in a comic adventure in which everyone fancies one another while no one trusts a soul. Propelled by sex, secrets, musical compulsions and occult yearnings, they remind the reader that all humans carry contradictions the stars themselves can't untangle.