It is only natural that you as a person will like some things more than others. Maybe you like couscous but not rice. Bright pink but not pastel pink. Burritos but not tacos (in which case you are wrong but I will accept your wrongness with grace). You get my point. However, today I tried an old favorite (marinated mushrooms) for the first time in years and I just didn’t like them anymore. Big sad.
The same is true with books. Even if you read books with similar themes there will be some stories you like more than others. Along that vein, I got to wondering if the books I loved in the past would still be favorites for me today.
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