I Finally Read Lolita

That a person could read Lolita and not understand that Humbert Humbert is a predatory monster, that Nabokov clearly sees him that way, that Dolores is an unequivocal victim of his adult will, and that Nabokov’s genius lies in his utterly unreliable narrator says more about the reader than it does about Nabokov’s craft.

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Transplants: Fruit Truck

The picture on my Virginia license was still the shaggy-haired monstrosity that a bespectacled woman in Culpeper snapped just shy of my 16th birthday. I once went to the bank and found that the old photo and a chicken-scratch signature were insufficient to prove that I was, in fact, Peter Amos, formerly of Orange, Va.

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