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Haruki Murakami, the internationally bestselling author of Norwegian Wood and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle , plunges us into an urbane Japan of jazz bars, coffee shops, Jack Kerouac, and the Beatles to tell this story of a tangled triangle of uniquely unrequited loves.
A college student, identified only as “K,” falls in love with his classmate, Sumire. But devotion to an untidy writerly life precludes her from any personal commitments–until she meets Miu, an older and much more sophisticated businesswoman. When Sumire disappears from an island off the coast of Greece, “K” is solicited to join the search party and finds himself drawn back into her world and beset by ominous, haunting visions. A love story combined with a detective story, Sputnik Sweetheart ultimately lingers in the mind as a profound meditation on human longing.
Haruki Murakami, the internationally bestselling author of Norwegian Wood and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle , plunges us into an urbane Japan of jazz bars, coffee shops, Jack Kerouac, and the Beatles to tell this story of a tangled triangle of uniquely unrequited loves.
A college student, identified only as ?K,? falls in love with his classmate, Sumire. But devotion to an untidy writerly life precludes her from any personal commitments?until she meets Miu, an older and much more sophisticated businesswoman. When Sumire disappears from an island off the coast of Greece, ?K? is solicited to join the search party and finds himself drawn back into her world and beset by ominous, haunting visions. A love story combined with a detective story, Sputnik Sweetheart ultimately lingers in the mind as a profound meditation on human longing.
用戶評價
##無法堅持讀完一本英文書，用村長的書試水成功！大概七八年前讀的中文版，幾乎是完全不記得瞭，但是記憶在過程中慢慢蘇醒…一字一句地讀英文，以前囫圇吞棗錯過的細節，一點一滴滲入心扉。雖然讀完未見得英文詞匯量見長，道長說，邊讀邊“讀”未嘗不可。嗯～下一本，Kafka～
評分##孤獨？是尋找和定義自我吧。村上春樹根本不需要裝逼，他的書擺在那就是牛逼的代言瞭。我覺得這本比《挪》更要齣彩
評分##split. the part about carrot?..
評分##在月亮下夜讀有股寒意。。
評分##這本真的挺難看的。後半部完全跳著讀完
評分連讀幾本村上後，詞匯量下降，腦洞大開。
評分##I spread my fingers apart and stare at the palms of both hands, looking for bloodstains. There aren’t any. No scent of blood, no stiffness. The blood must have already, in its own silent way, seeped inside.
評分##split. the part about carrot?..
評分##I spread my fingers apart and stare at the palms of both hands, looking for bloodstains. There aren’t any. No scent of blood, no stiffness. The blood must have already, in its own silent way, seeped inside.
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