…In the evenings, I sold records. And in between, I would absentmindedly watch the people passing by the store window.
Families, couples, drunks, yakuza, lively girls in mini-skirts, guys with beatnik beards, hostesses from bars, and other unrecognizable people.
As soon as rock music played, hippies and layabouts gathered outside the store — some were dancing, some were sniffing solvent, and some were just sitting on the asphalt.
I had completely stopped understanding what was what. "What is this all about? — I wondered. — What do they all want to say with this?"»
A novel by a classic of modern Japanese literature, which brought the author truly worldwide fame.