My husband is the least pretentious person I know. He likes what he likes, and would never fake it for appearances. It’s part of what makes him so fun to be around. One of the things he would never fake is his contempt for literature. He has no patience for stream-of-consciousness, obscure poetic devices, torturedContinue reading “My hot take on Holden Caulfield”
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Katie Bertola 