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Dick lit
Barely five pages into Ulysses and already I encounter Virginia Woolf's spotty undergraduate scratching his pimples. What an unlikable tit Stephen is. I hope this is worth it. And yes, it's meaty and solid if one has the inclination to uncoil all the references, but I don't. Ah well, I have plenty of genre reading to pad the thing with.
(Sadie the dog, what *are* you barking at? If a raccoon, pray continue. If a skunk, pray refrain.)
(Sadie the dog, what *are* you barking at? If a raccoon, pray continue. If a skunk, pray refrain.)
