Have you ever read any of Haruki Murakami’s books? If not… you definitely should. My first run-in with Murakami’s genius was in Rees’s Literary Criticism For Young Adults. I DEFINITELY ADVISE YOU TO TAKE A CLASS WITH REES BC HE’S HILARIOUS.
Anyway… the first book I read by Murakami was A Wild Sheep Chase. It was a topsy-turvy cyclone of beautiful, wretched, confusing, witty chaos. I loved it. So naturally when I saw another book of his sitting on a shelf at the book store I HAD to buy it.
Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World is the title. It’s a reincarnation of Lewis Carol’s works. It confuses, makes sense, and tears at every emotion in your body.
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When finally the door does open, in steps not the Gatekeeper but my shadow.
“I can’t talk long.” whispers my shadow as he hurries past. “I came to get some nails from the storeroom.”
He opens a door on the far side of the room, goes into right storeroom, and emerges with a box of nails.
“I’ll come straight to the point,” says my shadow under his breath as he sorts through the naiis. “First, you need to make a map of the Town. Don’t do it by asking anyone else. Every detail of the map must be seen with your own eyes. Everything you see gets written down, no matter how small.”