One day we shall read a Murakami book and be in suspicious suspense the whole time because of the lack of boners and then be pleasantly surprised when we get to the end because, fantastic, there were indeed no mention of boners, but regretfully, for me, today is not that day.
I enjoyed "Yesterday" and "Kino" most.
(I wrote this review on 16 March 2022 but accidentally left it as a comment. Just putting it here to immortalise.)