Spade

Notes "I can’t cook or clean the house. My room’s a mess and I’m always losing things. I love music, but can’t sing a note. I’m clumsy and can barely sew a stitch. My sense of direction is the pits, and can’t tell right from left half the time…I’m bashful for no reason, and have hardly any friends to speak of."
— Sputnik Sweeheart, © Haruki Murakami, 1999, 2001

November 1st