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Interesting topic for discussion. My own experience has gone both ways: Loved Robinson Crusoe and a kid, as an adult I didn't care for it. Loathed Great Expectations as a teenager, very much enjoyed it in my early 30's.
Loved the Magus at 21 and in my mid-thirties, but the sense of awe the first time around was largely absent 15 years later - due to greater maturity, cynicism, or maybe just because I knew what to expect the second time around, I'm not sure. I still thought it was a damn good read though.
Some of the science fiction I loved as a gawky teen I now find silly - but I still love Ender's Game, of course.
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