Status Updates From Pale Fire

I don't even know where I am in the book, because the footnotes are sending me from one story into another as though we're travelling some metaverse. The satire, however, is that this dum ass [narrator: Charles] pretensions lead him to think he's smarter than he actually is, often making commentary on the poem that hardly bears any significance, if at all. He's milking his friend's death to talk about some bs i cant

a beautiful but dry read

i'm in no brains for it rn