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I haven't read many books that are truly bad. Once I stop enjoying it, I stop reading it and forget what I've read. That's worked out to be an effective filter so far. Someone's probably going to be upset about this, but I read Haruki Murakami's Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, and I just don't get it. I can't understand how so much stuff happened in it, and yet by the end it felt like absolutely nothing had occurred. The prose was nice enough, and I kept reading to see what would happen next, but I honestly couldn't understand the point of the novel. I don't think I'd call it bad, exactly, but I wouldn't recommend it either.