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"Remembrance of Things Past" (Volume 1) by Marcel Proust (1913)
I TRIED to read this book, I really did, but it's like being trapped in a very small room with an extremely annoying man who keeps reminding you about some pointless incident from his childhood. Honestly I have better things to do, and better books to read. Life is too short for Proust.