"I read Mary Shelley's Frankenstein and every other WORD was 'melancholy'. The melancholy sky, the melancholy smile ... EVERYTHING was 'melancholy'! And it was 200 pages before he built the monster!"
So, Mary, could you dial down the melancholy, please? A 10 year old in 2008 is bored by the repetition. Thanks.
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