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murakami, haruki - Norwegian wood

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gardeners in the area and because he had developed allergies that<br />

made it impossible for him to do the work himself. Cutting grass made<br />

him sneeze.<br />

When we had finished our tea, he showed me a storage shed and told<br />

me I could use anything I found inside, more or less by way of thanks<br />

for my gardening. "We don't have any use for any of this stuff," he<br />

said, "so feel free."<br />

And in fact the place was crammed with all kinds of things - an old<br />

<strong>wood</strong>en bath, a kids' swimming pool, baseball bats. I found an old<br />

bike, a handy-sized dining table with two chairs, a mirror, and a<br />

guitar. "I'd like to borrow these if you don't mind," I said.<br />

"Feel free," he said again.<br />

I spent a day working on the bike: cleaning the rust off, oiling the<br />

bearings, pumping up the tyres, adjusting the gears, and taking it to a<br />

bike repair shop to have a new gear cable installed. It looked like a<br />

different bike by the time I had finished. I cleaned a thick layer of dust<br />

off the table and gave it a new coat of varnish. I replaced the strings of<br />

the guitar and glued a section of the body that was coming apart. I<br />

took a wire brush to the rust on the tuning pegs and adjusted those. It<br />

wasn't much of a guitar, but at least I got it to stay in tune. I hadn't had<br />

a guitar in my hands since school, I realized. I sat on the porch and<br />

picked my way through The Drifters' "Up on the Roof" as well as I<br />

could. I was amazed to find I still remembered most of the chords.<br />

Next I took a few planks of <strong>wood</strong> and made myself a square letterbox.<br />

I painted it red, wrote my name on it, and set it outside my door. Up<br />

until 3 April, the only post that found its way to my box was<br />

something that had been forwarded from the dorm: a notice from the<br />

reunion committee of my school. A class reunion was the last thing I<br />

wanted to have anything to do with. That was the class I had been in<br />

with Kizuki. I threw it in the bin.<br />

I found a letter in the box on the afternoon of 4 April. It said Reiko<br />

Ishida on the back. I made a nice, clean cut across the seal with my<br />

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