Улисс
Chapter 5
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Withagentlefingerhefelteversoslowlythehaircombedbackabovehisears.Again.Fibresoffinefinestraw.Thengentlyhisfingerfelttheskinofhisrightcheek.Downyhairtheretoo.Notsmoothenough.Thebellyisthesmoothest.No-oneabout.TherehegoesintoFrederickstreet.PerhapstoLevenston’sdancingacademypiano.Mightbesettlingmybraces.
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Poorfellow!Quiteaboy.Terrible.Reallyterrible.Whatdreamswouldhehave,notseeing?Lifeadreamforhim.Whereisthejusticebeingbornthatway?AllthosewomenandchildrenexcursionbeanfeastburnedanddrownedinNewYork.Holocaust.Karmatheycallthattransmigrationforsinsyoudidinapastlifethereincarnationmethimpikehoses.Dear,dear,dear.Pity,ofcourse:butsomehowyoucan’tcottonontothemsomeway.
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