Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. LO-LEE-TA
Did she have a precursor? Yes she did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl. I am convinced that in a certain magic and fateful way Lolita began with Annabel.
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