Fine, Charles Dickens, YOU WIN.
I can't read Bleak House. It is 989 pages of pure, senseless, bullshit. I don't care if Zach says it turns into a cool murder mystery. That should have happened BEFORE page 500.
I loved Great Expectations. Tale of Two Cities was ok. But you're pushing it here, Charlie. Pushing it. You really should have
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