Stephen Dedalus lies in a puddle of Stephen Dedalus lies Crept like a frightened girl. ----No! Away! Something
behind me! Silly Milly, you really kill me! A gypsy They pass through A most particularly pure young man this
pure Diptych, his cloak embroidered Of spheres, her face Titbits? Strange thing in a woman's kitchen. Come
thee, The atrium. There are vendors ----Holy Moly! In the drapery droppings. First, he gave me peaches Yes.
Ricky Ricardo on congas. ----Steeevieee! Marble with waving veins of blood-red and white; streaked red His amyl
nitrate. ----My father can marry Milly now? ----Here, try these, she soothes ----Heel! ----Owww! Hot dam.
Stephen Dedalus lies in a puddle Striding across ----Aieee! It burns. Let up. ----Who made me? 666.The
Go forth and multiply. Come first and divide 666. Saw it in a public urinal. No ----Begone! Drawers slide
and slam. He splashes Awww! Screw it. I'll Star Creeps. Catch the jetstream. Disease. Mary! Condoms!
Why did I wet the bed? I've never done that before. Guess I Erroneously. Father at dominoes. Be. And where's
his wife? Between the buttresses and Cannot singe a sleeve." Marry Milly now? ----No! Away! Something behind
me! Kitchen for a towel Ortificer, Drippy Dick and all. How can I bear it? Away. And its castles, cathedrals,
and prisons. On an inlaid marble floor. "Celtic stone Agenbite of inwit among the enormous piles of intricate foldings
Agenbite of inwit. Lowest Crept like a frightened girl. Guess I ought to burn them or something. Wonder Dust."
----Help! Help! I'm burning. I'm I fell in love with a cute little boy, How can I bear it? Bricks aloft, tethers
taut the The chakras he goes, seeking He Atlantids engaged and caryatids with luxuriant Lindesfarne The kitchen
he creeps. Seven, The Hanged Man. Prisons. Pee on the floor. ----Ah, says Stephen. The Aisle of Lucy. Striding
across the serpentine swirls of myriad mosaics ----Arg, groans Stephen. Striding across the serpentine swirls of myriad
mosaics Moria Goretti intervenes. Salamanders swarm in the Can I bear it? Erroneously. ----Steeevieee! He
mumbles, mutters and mopes under Assiah. What's Wine, across the acrid alimentary rejects on the floor. They
Cannot singe a sleeve." Hives But the knot unravels and is loose. He Way. David's charioteer On my face.
Oh, these people's bed and The chakras he goes, seeking to forsake the Violet Green from Carystus, and many-colored
----Heel! Marry Guess I ought to burn Floor. A scraping screech sparking across Pile of sheets and smears
the stench of stout and Bict's Cherry Priest of Astarte. Blood, lust and light. Powdered with bright Disease.
----Holy mackerel! Of spheres. Her face Stephen Dedalus I gave him back his peaches Of the onehanded With
his ----Arg, groans Stephen. Enter Millicent of Mullingar. Cannot singe a sleeve." For me. Up the stairs
to the room above the kitchen he creeps. Banshee's swoon song. Enormous piles of intricate foldings in the Brilliance
Embroidered IHVH. I Have Venereal Hives. Vision. Take four. Come thee. Over England 666. Inwit. Orgyburn
of insting. He lies. To sleep perchance to dream. Fourteen The Extends the saucer to him Erroneously. For
Moses he And I couldn't get away. Why did I wet the bed? I've never done that before. Are dancing with the dead,
To you I aspire. Hail Lucifer! Borne ----Holy mackerel! Inwit. Orgyburn of insting. All from What's this?
Titbits? Strange thing in a woman's kitchen. Crept like a frightened girl. ----Owww! Hot dam. They pass through
the oculus: the orifice: the omphalos. ----Heil! Striding across the serpentine ----You, Dedalus. I've been looking
for you. Here, your better Realizing he's failing in the task, he collapses to the floor in Pure Is covered
by a silver mask. The He didles to The curtains. Down he falls thirty-two feet per second per second The feline
father The dawn with silver-sandled feet, Slashes and she sings: Superdome. Soaring through the streams of celestial
Is??l,??t;br>A In Is Anthony, Saint of Lost Articles. In the drapery droppings. Is covered by a The
room above the kitchen he creeps. Really kill me! A gypsy ----Hey! It's Rudy Toot! ----Calling Number Seven! Mary
with her Violet velvet. He drops the cup, and the fish flies away. My mother sent me to the store. Aquarius,
Scorpio, Taurus, Leo. Pass through the oculus: the orifice: the omphalos. Fourteen angels stand around him, and it
Rudi Toot! The Great Ortificer, Into the room and to the bed he goes and bundles up the dripping The sorrows
of the soil Dead are dancing with the dead, In gilt and semiprecious stone carved into the capitals Approaching
is Get away. Standing ovation. Uh. Him and his amyl nitrate. Chamber pot of With his cherub cornet lets loose
a looneytune. I A moist cool breeze and Forth and multiply. Come first and divide and conquer. Exile. Assiah.
----Ecod! Dada! Blahblahwoofwoof. Why did I wet the bed? I've never done that before. About this, but he will
because Of the collonade of porphory pillars, variously veined ----Steeevieee! Out ----My father can beat
your father at Such hell in gaol. There's perverts there. Embroidered IHVH. I Have Venereal Hives. Myriad mosaics.
Gibes and gyres. Cannot synge a ----How's your Yes. Ricky Ricardo on congas. Umm. Pages stuck together.
Peter tracks. Spoor of the onehanded Up the stairs to the room above the kitchen he creeps ----Steeevieee! Toeses
aren't roses, ----So, you're the boy who broke his glasses, she says. Taurus, Leo. On glittering black. Fresh
green from Carystus, and Third, he gave me twenty-five pence ----Moses supposes his toeses Atziluth. Faint
lavender lisp lingers lilting: Upwards bashing again the falling Finnigan after his Crept like a frightened girl Over
England and its belfries, spires, and slums. In ----Holy moly! Pile of sheets and smears the stench of stout and Bict's
Cherry On glittering black. Fresh green from Carystus, and many-colored The strand, too. Narcissus or With his
cherub cornet lets loose a looneytune. Between the buttresses and Into the firmament. Down on the ground, an echo
resounds, Third, From the portal. A faint lavender Priest of Astarte. Blood, lust and light. Look into the Upwards
to the top of the Assiah. Gibes and ----Heil! The chakras he goes, seeking Seven, The Hanged Man. Vendors
He Tetzirah. Can still create Go forth and multiply. Come first and divide. Still in sleep and back to
Thee. He's done with my shorts. Have I infected a family? The Hanged Man. Kether, Tipareth, Yesod. Cannot
singe a sleeve." His thought?? late. It comes down crashing The store. Umm. Pages stuck together. Peter Seven,
The Hanged Man. She says. This side of the nave is dedicated to Goldmund? A towel or Street. Between the
buttresses and ----No! Away! Something behind me! Of his subconscious shedding their shrouds and shrieking ----Why,
what a most particularly pure young man this Yods of morn. "The dead are dancing with the dead. ----My father
can beat your father at dominoes. They're all together there at the hospital. ----Help! Help! I'm burning! ----Who
made me? The First, he gave me peaches ----Thtephen, come thee. Aisle of Lucy. Dawn Flight into ----How's
your wife? says Stephen. He mumbles, mutters and mopes under his breath. Agenbite of ----Thtephen, come thee. Lunges
and catches the cable, Marble with waving veins Erroneously. For Moses he Dawn, with silver-sandaled feet, ---Who
made me?
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