God knows why I decided to spend my afternoon/evening reading this from start to finish instead of making progress on any of the many books I'm already reading, but here we are! Honestly though I think it was a pretty apt way to consume this book which spans the course of just a few days and takes a steep dive into the surreal. Despite the objectively horrific subject matter, I didn't really find this all that visceral. Maybe it's just my mood today or maybe it's because Kenji as witness to these horrors is somewhat detached and passive. I don't think that's a bad thing, either. I was engaged and intrigued the whole way through and am left with a lot to mull over. I also found it to be interesting purely as a time capsule of 1990s Tokyo. So, didn't grab me by the throat or anything but I had a really solid time reading this.