Simply because it has everything. Sex, Greek tragedy, talking cats, hitch-hiking, surrealism, murder, Beethoven, ghosts, libraries, Johnnie Walker, and a 15 year-old protagonist called Kafka Tamura.
Sublimely plotted, and simply written. To call it a coming-of-age novel is to call The Little Prince a fairytale.
Came dangerously close to overtaking Sputnik Sweetheart as my favourite Murakami book.
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