I'm nearing the end of Murakami's newest novel, _Kafka on the Shore_. The writing, the language, the story(ies) are perfectly placed in between its 436 pages. It isn't a throwback to anything I've come to like in the past years, but it's nice in it's very own way. It's interesting though, I must admit, that it seems that the Murakami of the
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