The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground — Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
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The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground

— Haruki Murakami, Underground: The Tokyo Gas Attack and the Japanese Psyche
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