Facing a long train journey recently, with nothing to read and a terminally low battery on my phone, I went into a nearby charity shop to pick up a book, and settled on Moll Flanders. I'd never read it, but heard historically good things. The old man behind the counter said "Moll Flanders, eh?" with a sort of suggestive leer, and I agreed that maybe it's a bit too racy to read in public, but decided to flaunt it anyway.
It turns out it really is a very good book, and only minimally scandalous. You can see why it's stood the test of time! The wide availability of classic novels for cheap or free is one of the great things about our modern time, you know.
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