Every year or so I do the same thing.
I pick up Ender's Game. I read it. I love it.
Then I pick up Speaker for the Dead. I read it. I like it, maybe even love it.
Then I pick up Xenocide. I start reading it. I start noticing little bits of misogyny, vague racism, and an underlying premise that women exist to "have men's babies," and that this is
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