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(He breathes in deep agitation, swallowing gulps of air, questions, hopes, crubeens for her supper, things to tell her, excuse, desire, spellbound. A coin gleams on her forehead. On her feet are jewelled toerings. Her ankles are linked by a slender fetterchain. Beside her a camel, hooded with a turreting turban, waits. . . . Fiercely she slaps his haunch, her goldcurb wristbangles angriling, scolding him in Moorish.)

what a fun and relaxing read for a saturday night





(idk what’s happening in this book. i am trapped. help.)

Stephen Daedalus mi niño

"Very gratefully, with grateful appreciation, with sincere appreciative gratitude, in appreciatively grateful sincerity of regret, he declined."

I need to use "in appreciatively grateful sincerity of regret" in an email someday.

A VOICE: (Sharply.) Poldy!
BLOOM: Who? (He ducks and wards off a blow clumsily.)
(He looks up. Beside her mirage of datepalms a handsome woman in Turkish costume stands before him. Opulent curves fill out her scarlet trousers and jacket, slashed with gold. A wide yellow cummerbund girdles her. A white yashmak, violet in the night, covers her face, leaving free only her large dark eyes and raven hair.)
BLOOM: Molly!

this chapter was very different and almost felt like a montage in a movie with flashes of different scenes - as always parts were unclear but overall i enjoyed it :)