Depressing and dumbfounding read about the meaninglessness of life during post-war Japan's economic boom. This is a collection of mostly 8-page short stories, and while some of them made a bit of an impact on me, others did not. An essential read from the godfather of 'noir manga', perhaps, but in general I found the stories to be too similar, and the sheer number of them created a numbness in me that subtracted from the overall experience. And what's with all the preposterous female characters?