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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
##英文的少瞭林少華那份唯美與寂寞，挺直白的錶述，也不錯瞭~寒鼕的深夜看完最後一句，從頭到腳一陣寒意啊
評分##Beatnik & Sputnik +_+
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##這本真的挺難看的。後半部完全跳著讀完
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##i feel so damn isolated
評分##對“我”和學生（女伴的兒子）最後的那段特彆印象深刻
評分##In her own special way she'd kept me tethered to the world.As I talked to see things I'd never seen before.Without even trying,we grew close.Like a pair of young lovers undressing in front of each other,Sumire and I exposed our hearts to each other,an experience I'd never have with anyone else,anywhere..
評分##沒有什麼是真實的，我們看到的不過是按照我們想看到的樣子呈現的世界。
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