2008 December 29
This is going to be a perennial holiday read, I think. And every time I read it, I love it more
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2009 December 19
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2012 December 17
It does get better, every year. Favorite line: "The story begins with a lump of coal, who for the sake of argument, could think, talk, and move itself around. Like many people who dress in black, the lump of coal was interested in becoming an artist."Really, I wish Snicket were devoting his time to writing short stories.
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2014 December 11
Natasha read this to me last night. I died.