It is 1980 and New York City is steamrolling towards a decade of unprecedented social and economic change. But Matthew Trekowski, (Trek), lives a peripheral life of detached despondency. He charters his decrepit sailing "yacht" the Ventura from a scruffy marina in Staten Island earning barely enough to keep self and home afloat. Trek and his symbiotic boat are hopelessly deteriorating when a disastrous charter segues into opportunity-or so he thinks. Soon, Trek finds himself operating out of Pier 11 at the foot of Manhattan"s Wall Street. His customers are well-heeled tourists-and a hard playing white-collar set who welcome a new venue for cocaine and alcohol-fueled parties. Of perceived necessity, Trek then becomes enmeshed in a criminal subculture, itself within the framework of a city and harbor shot through with corruption. Suddenly he finds that his rational-the need of his own survival, conflicts with morals long forgotten. Trek needs to make choices-which, in the past, have usually been wrong.