Reading Haruki Murakami is, for me, a lot like watching a David Lynch film: I'm never really sure what's going on, and I spend most of it asking what the hell is happening, but I sure enjoy it.
Kafka on the Shore is no exception. It's beautiful, mysterious, and probably a very good metaphor for something, but I don't know what that is. Nonetheless, it's a good read. Get after it.
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Uninterestingly enough, this is the next book on my list.
Have you read any other Murakami? This isn't the one I's recommend you start with...
"I'd" not "I's". I've forgotten how to use a keyboard, apparently.
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