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The only one I can think of is Wuthering Heights.
That was 11th grade. I spent many hours in the library explaining it to a very, very attractive girl, and teaching her how to properly write an essay. These studies were later moved from the library to her living room, and then to her bedroom, where she ended up teaching me some things.
So Wuthering Heights brings back many fine memories, and I've read it several times over the years.
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