Ateşli Silahlar ve Bilardo by Can Bonomo

Necip wanted to be someone's "bey" (lord). His father, Peyami Bey, for example, wasn't considered a man of "bey" status. A man who had spent eight years in prison for a crime he didn't commit, solely because of his pride, who could he possibly be? A "bey" was someone who was out in the open. Like a free mare, like a strong-willed warrior, he was in the midst of life, at the corner of every beautiful thing.

Necip was still looking at his phone screen, but he wasn't really seeing it. His heart was beating very fast for some reason. "It's the weather..." he thought. The seasons were constantly changing. Three months was too short a time for the seasons. Here was another problem he couldn't complain about to anyone. He sat up in bed. “I wish I could go back to sleep,” he thought. That, too, cost money.

Necip wanted to be able to sleep and wake up whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted, Necip wanted to be his own master.

He wanted to wear different perfumes in summer and winter, to have a wardrobe lined with shirts, to be "Mr. Necip"...

Little siblings left in the shadows, egocentric parents, expensive watches, fluctuating digital displays, superyachts, single malts, water bottles, and anxiety... Is there room for modern Robin Hoods in this life?

A motorcycle courier's journey from the narrow streets of Sultangazi to the world of cryptocurrency, while revealing the realities of a life full of financial dilemmas, also transforms into an absurd comedy of existential anxieties: Can Bonomo, with his first novel, Firearms and Billiards, blends the modern world's obsession with success, the struggle to climb the social ladder, and dreams of getting rich quick with mental and neurological illnesses. Here it is...