Weird things happen and people pass it off as normal, and there's not much ado about it. And I really love weirdness
like One Hundred Years of Solitude. Like Chris Gladis said
, it was like walking into a dream, where you know that what's happening in the dream is illogical and yet you still go with the flow. It was fun.
The thing is, it was still a struggle to read, and it was hard to understand what the book was really about.