Bloomsday Centennial

Dispatches from Dublin, 2004

One excerpt I like:

While waiting in the queue, I eavesdropped on a Dubliner explaining to his son what all the fuss is about. He offered a fairly concise summary of the book, but it was too much for the kid. He was messing with a balloon the whole time and didn’t show any interest in the story until the end.

“So she’s in bed the whole time?”

This kid was ten, tops.

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1 Response to Bloomsday Centennial

  1. steve on the mountian says:

    Way cool

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