1973年的彈珠玩具 (軟精裝)

The blending of personal memory and the metaphor of pinball creates such a unique atmosphere. I wonder if this was inspired by Murakami’s own experiences or a deliberate artistic decision.

The way loneliness pervades the narrative felt so palpable, almost like a silent companion. I'm curious if others found this emotional core as powerful as I did.

The subtle references and setting evoke a strong sense of place and tradition. I wonder how much of that cultural context shapes the story’s underlying messages.