The Woollies faux-pas of naming a little girl's bed Lolita reminded me that last year I started reading the book. It was well written but was a little disturbing (as much for the fact that you sort of enjoy reading it), so I stopped.
Then I found out I was pregnant; then I found out I was having a baby girl and I definitely couldn't go back to reading about a guy with a crush on a sexually precocious 12 year old.
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