Boccaccio, The Decameron
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I read this book in May of 2020, with plague conditions on the mind. No, I didn’t read this book because Margaret Atwood suggested it in the NYTimes. That lady disturbs me for some reason. I’m not going to act like I wasn’t shocked when all 10 main characters were still going to church during the plague, and decided that quarantining all together was a good idea. That’s too many people. They only stay at their country resort for 10 days, so it's kind of like a short vacation. Life imitates art. I’m spending most of my time sitting around the garden, going around in circles telling stories.
⚖️ Expectations vs Reality
Something about the name, but I think people think this book is serious, when it’s really 100 raunchy stories about sex and nuns.