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you may not believe it but I’m actually a lot nicer than I used to be
anghraine at 25:
This man’s mission: to rescue Jane Austen from the grip of those vacuous, insipid womenfolk who insist on liking her the wrong way. Yes. I hate this. I also love it, because he can be brilliant and genuinely funny when he’s not being a pretentious, patronizing, mansplaining asshat.
Oh, God, which book is this because I think I have a strong candidate?