When I first heard of the title, I wasn't the least bit interested in reading a self-obsessed woman's spiritual journey across three countries which each coincidentally began with the all too selfish letter "I". Then again, that's exactly what the book's description read out - can you blame me? Still, I went ahead and picked up Elizabeth Gilbert's "Eat, Pray, Love"; let's just say I became her in less than half a page.
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