The Devil and Mr. Nabokov

Crazy guy, to a girl in her twenties reading Lolita: "Are those your legs on the cover?"

Girl: "No, she's supposed to be 12, and I'm...not."

Crazy guy: "So that's not you?"

Girl: "Nope, sorry."

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Crazy guy: "You know the devil wrote that book."

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