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I'll read anything on this month's list except for the Joyce. The 10% of Ulysses that I read left a permanent bad taste in my mouth. The only way I'd ever consider reading any more Jame Joyce would be if I ran into some of my old buds from the sixties who offered me some high quality LSD. At least then I'd have a shot at understanding him.
Yes, I know Dubliners is suppose to be different, but "Once bitten, Twice shy."
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