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Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Holden Caulfield.

"You're a real prince. You're a gentleman and a scholar, kid."

The Catcher in the Rye is a truly enchanting tale.
Holden uses such interesting language, I wish people still spoke that way.
Maybe I'll try to be as eloquent.








Update: I am feeling marginally better.
Posted by incendiaryjessie at 12:12 AM

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