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In the outskirts of Tokyo, four women working the midnight shift at a boxed-lunch factory become entangled in a gruesome cover-up. When Yayoi strangles her abusive, gambling husband in a fit of rage, her coworker Masako takes charge of the aftermath. The group systematically dismembers the corpse in a cramped apartment to dispose of it in trash bags across the city. This act of desperation triggers a descent into the Japanese criminal underworld, attracting the attention of both a relentless police detective and a sadistic nightclub owner who seeks to exploit their efficiency.

Readers who enjoy clinical, unflinching depictions of systemic poverty and the domestic pressures placed on women will find this narrative useful. It appeals to those tired of traditional police procedurals, offering instead a perspective on how isolation and financial debt can lead ordinary people to commit extreme violence. The reader walks away with a blunt understanding of the physical labor involved in disposing of a body and the psychological shift that occurs when survival outweighs social morality. It is a bleak study of the heavy price of personal autonomy.

Balanced in tone; a moderate read.

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