Murakami is a staple of life. I have read every book translated and it is a passion I share with Victoria—have you read Norwegian Wood? She has. Kafka on the Shore, one of my favourites, is hidden in the first paragraph of the Civil Procedure; it also appears on several pages of Como Escrevo. A good old friend. His book, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, published between 1994 and 1995 in Japan before finally arriving in Brazil in 2017, employs creeeak as sound to signal flow, maturation, transformation. My adoption of this onomatopoeia may be unusual, but I hope it will be effective. It is said that Chico Buarque was tasked to set to music paralelepípedo (“cobblestone”), a Portuguese word that is demanding even to write. A challenge he rose to and, as it is said, the rest is history—one of the most emblematic sambas of the time, Diretas Já, was born. Sometimes, unorthodoxy is required.