Nikko Concrete Commando

Sometime in the 1960s a San Francisco kid began etching his name into the wet concrete sidewalks of his North Beach Neighborhood. He went on to write his name, NIKKO, in the sidewalks of San Francisco about 1,000 times. This is the story of how, 40 years later, another San Francisco kid used the clues NIKKO left behind to track him down.

"I was riveted from the very beginning, and you never once let me down. I was reminded a little of some of Paul Auster's urban mysteries: the simple, graceful language, the delicious sense of place, the troubling moral ambiguities. And Paul Madonna was the perfect illustrator for this peculiar tale. All in all, a real triumph. You've got me staring at sidewalks now. -- Armistead Maupin