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So today I watched Northanger Abby at Cousin Heather's house. Jane Austen movies are so damn rewarding. You have The Guy She Is Going To Marry and you have at least one Rake and either another or possibly a Rake In Disguise to make it a little tougher. (There's a helpful website to let you compare the guys, if you like. It's here. If you can't pick out the rakes on your own, then you're more chaste than an Austen heroine and likely to fall for the hand-plop argument. Too bad for you.) The whole thing (six novels, one plot, we decided today) is delightfully satisfactory on a variety of levels. Next up is Mansfield Park. I can't wait, yo.

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