I've been reading "Kafka on the Shore" by Haruki Murakami. I ploughed through the first 3/4 of the book but now I'm on page 478 out of 615 it's very much gone downhill for me.

Is the ending worth it? I'm reading the French translation, sorry if the characters have different names.

The template of this meme is that of the man who cheerfully points his hand at a butterfly, asking "Is this a pigeon"?. In this meme, the man has been covered with icons of the applications IntelliJ, VSCode, Chromium and Signal. The butterfly which he points to is overlaid with the caption ".config". He asks "Is this a trash can?" At the bottom of the image, we see the command du -sh executed on the directories .config/chromium/ and .config/Code, yielding file sizes of 1016M and 83M respectively.

I'm 25 now. My friends are either 18-19 or 45-60 with nothing in between. It's been like this my whole life.

As a kid I would get stung by nettles all the time. Like, how stupid was I?

Image description: Top view of a carpet. Shreds of an anti-stress ball that has been ripped apart are strewn over the carpet.

Image description of the meme: Two panels. First panel: Patrick from the TV show Spongebob Squarepants sits in the audience, raises his hand and asks "Is a chair an instrument?" Second panel: Squidward stands on stage. His head has been modified to be the face of Aphex Twin grinning. The face is the same as on the cover art of the album I Care Because You Do

The two parking lights in the front of my car suddenly do not light up anymore. It's a 2008 VW Passat B6 Variant.

Possible leads:

• Fault code: Electrical fault in circuit
• A multimeter shows that the sockets which fit the parking light do not receive any power - on both sides.

Already checked:

• The bulbs are okay
• The fuses are okay
• The parking lights in the back are okay
• All other lights are okay

Any advice? Is there anything else a layman could check before sending it to the garage?

A hiker in the Austrian Alps died when a herd of cows charged her, while her two daughters survived with injuries [...]. The woman was on a hike with her two daughters [...] and two small dogs yesterday [...] in the Salzburg region when the cow herd charged [...]. “It is still not clear what happened,” a police spokesman [said].

In an interview with recently deceased author Paul Auster, he says the following:

When I was 9 or 10, my grandmother gave me a six-volume collection of books by Robert Louis Stevenson, which inspired me to start writing stories that began with scintillating sentences like this one: “In the year of our Lord 1751, I found myself staggering around blindly in a raging snowstorm, trying to make my way back to my ancestral home.”

This encouraged me to browse my bookshelf and search for those scintillating first sentences. As it turns out, many of the books that I loved the most really do pack a punch before the end of their first paragraph. Here's my personal selection. Unlike Auster's example, the ones I am sharing do not immediately drop you in the middle of the action, as the number of adventure books on my bookshelf is marginal. However, I do feel they capture a lot about the protagonist and set the tone for the novel.

I would love for you to share yours.

The Brooklyn Follies by Paul Auster:

I was looking for a quiet place to die. Someone recommended Brooklyn, and so the next morning I traveled down there from Westchester to scope out the terrain.

Moon Palace by Paul Auster:

It was the summer that men first walked on the moon. I was very young back then, but I did not believe there would ever be a future.

The Catcher In The Rye by J.D. Salinger

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.

The Fall and Rise of Reginald Perrin by David Nobbs

When Reginald Iolanthe Perrin set out for work on the Thursday morning, he had no intention of calling his mother-in-law a hippopotamus.

A sand colored shirt with the following text printed on it: "You never know the day she has maybe that's a date with destiny and it's best to be as pretty as possible for desginy"