And this play is STILL going on and on and on.
I did like the bit Bello and discovering Bloom has been dressing up in women’s clothes a few times in his life. The little perv.
But 130 pages into a 200 page ‘play’ (in a 700 page book) is fucking ridiculous to learn one new thing about the main characters. Joyce needs to take the advice of ‘The Hoof’ and:
“Smell my hot goathide.”