The Guardian points out that Victorian literature isn't as buttoned up as we usually think. There's a lot of sex in those nineteenth-century novels, of the plain vanilla and 31-flavors variety. It's just that their authors were a little less obvious, a little more restrained, and a little more elegant about revealing the what, where, when, who, and why.
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