I have the fondest of memories of The Great Gatsby, but only because I got stuck over lunch with a class of kids from Lakeside (when my dad thought that maybe I should be sent there*) who were all whining and complaining because they couldn't see what was the point.
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A bunch of Lakeside kids.
Oh, it was glorious.
* allegedly because Northwest was too expensive.