“The City and its Uncertain Walls”

Having read just about everything he’s written, it’s fair to say that I’m a huge fan of Haruki Murakami. On that basis, I started reading “The City and its Uncertain Walls” with a degree of relish. However, whilst in many respects “City” is typical Murakami, there are a couple of things that bother me about … Continue reading “The City and its Uncertain Walls” →