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taylorzakem 's review for:
Mrs. Dalloway
by Virginia Woolf
While I love a flowery-poetic mess, this is really a flowery-poetic mess. We shift prospective every-time our protagonist of the hour crosses the street or sneezes on a pedestrian. Mrs Dalloway’s title privileges may soon be revoked by the leagues more interesting Septimus and Rezia, who are the only characters with any semblance of plot.