Just got back from Bloomsday in
Dublin. Had a gorgonzola sandwich and a glass of burgundy at
Davy Byrne's, climbed Martello Tower (but didn't brave the scrotum-tightening sea), befriended a descendent, the whole bit. I find chapter three to be the killer; go ahead and skip it, and you might find
it gets better in c.4...
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