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This item has been stored at home. The contents are in very good condition, but there is some aging on the cover and other areas. We appreciate your understanding. The Japanese Threepenny Opera by Ken Kaiko. This book depicts the "Apache tribe" who steal scrap iron from the Osaka military factory. No money. No hope. No order. Set in Osaka, this is a masterpiece that depicts the extreme of vulgarity and ugliness, and exposes the essence of humanity. The author, who won the Akutagawa Prize for "The Emperor's New Clothes," infiltrated an outlaw group in Osaka and wrote this. The remnants of cannons, tanks, cranes, and steel frames scattered across the vast grounds of the former Osaka Army Arsenal. The "Apache tribe," a group of thieves, set their sights on this enormous amount of iron material and immediately devised a detailed operational plan, mobilizing their well-organized organizational power. They proceeded with their goal, ignoring the police. They discover the sad nature of human existence in the seemingly futile release of energy, and create a masterpiece that evokes a sense of melancholy in the vivid descriptions. Contents Chapter 1: The Apache Tribe Chapter 2: Boss, Leader, Underlings, Passers, and Sneaks Chapter 3: Hodgepodge, or Deceiving and Being Deceived Chapter 4: All Over the Place Chapter 5: Silver... Epilogue: Where to? Commentary by Kiichi Sasaki From the text: Shinsekai itself is like a festering rash that spreads beneath the hill where the art museum is located, or a stomach that lies sprawled out, beyond repair. Jan-Jan Yokocho is like the intestinal tract that follows it. Fukusuke was drifting in the river of blue evening haze that flowed through that intestinal tract. For the past few days, he hadn't eaten anything. His sleeping place was in the shade of the zoo's bushes, which was like the entrance to the stomach. It felt a little strange to be drying out while living there, but it was true. (Chapter 1: The Apache Tribe) From a review: This is a story about the "Apache tribe" who steal scrap iron from the vast former military factory in Osaka. It's interesting that anyone, regardless of their background or physical/mental handicaps, is given a role and contributes to the work within the Apache tribe. And perhaps because of this kind of organization, the entire community is full of vitality. The language is incomprehensible, but there's a strong, pungent power. The writing style is as hard as steel and has a good bite, making it very interesting. The ending is sad.
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