I grabbed my 1995 edition of William Gibson's Neuromancer off the shelf today; stiff yellow pages and mustiness that suggested a last reading back in around 2000.
There's always a danger when you re-read something you last read a long time ago that it won't be as good as you remembered. I wondered how dated it would all feel. It doesn't, though. It's incredible writing. So descriptive, so atmospheric. The world-building is suffocatingly intense.