The sentence is itself an odyssey | William H. Gass analyzes a sentence from Joyce’s Ulysses

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Stephen Dedalus and Leopold Bloom have stopped at a cabman’s shelter, a small coffeehouse under the Loop Line Bridge, for a cuppa and a rest on their way home. And the hope that the coffee will sober Stephen up. After an appropriate period of such hospitality, Bloom sees that it is…

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We went to a pretentious Palermo pool-bar-club thing, and it sucked balls-reeking velvet

I wish the velvet had been seductive! And I wish that I had gotten, then, as drunk as I am now. I’m obviously joking! I’m not drunk! I am ignorant of the taste of any drink with an alcoholic graduation higher than secondary school. Oh, well, if I fail to build myself into a funny […]

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