...courtesy of Katie B.
Just admire the girth of the fellow in the background. He is as circular as Joyce's final work is said to be.
Speaking of, I tried reading Finnegans Wake once again. Three pages in and I had to give up once again, but if only for now. I'm looking forward to having a child for the sake of this book. It would make a great bedtime story for an infant- oh the wondrous noises it makes!
"riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs."
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