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Hm. When I first started reading it, it was -I shall admit it- after the movie came out. Except for the fact that I didn't know that the movie was out. My mother found this book sold on the market, marveled at LOTR's size and bulkiness, bought it, brought it home, forced me to read it despite my resistance, I read it at 15, decided I didn't understand a word (Hey, I couldn't speak English then!), studied some more English, read it again at 16 because my mother hauled away my whole selection of books because I wouldn't study for the midterm exam, fell in love with it, read it and read it and loved it and memorized it, the love went on for two years, and then I went to high school, I forgot about LOTR, and a week ago I found the book beneath my bed while I was cleaning, read it, fell in love with it, came here.
0_0 If this isn't the superfluous diary of a madman, what is?
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