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Ken Follett's Pillars of the Earth. I tried to get into it based on its popularity, but I rather dislike Follett's narrative ability and contrived means of incorporating sex. I never found his description or syntax to adequately offset the bitter taste in my mouth from the narrative. I have tried a few times, thinking I've been unfairly judgmental. Each time, I move to something else that is either more interesting or better executed and dismiss PotE as "not my kind of literature". Despite my common sense telling me to just give it a rest, I'm sure I'll stubbornly give it another try in a few months. At the very least, I'll want to finish it and put it behind me.
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