south of the border, west of the sun

This was one of the few Murakami books that I could nail down in my local library. It seems this man is hot hot hot.

Anyhow… i liked this book, though not so much as Dance Dance Dance. Why? Well… I just never really cared for the main character… rather i developed a sense of pity for the women who cared about him.

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