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Happy Bloomsday to those who celebrate. "Like him was I, these sloping shoulders, this gracelessness. My childhood bends beside me. Too far for me to lay a hand there once or lightly. Mine is far and his secret as our eyes. Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their tyranny: tyrants, willing to be dethroned." (Nestor) #JamesJoyce #Ulysses #Bloomsday #Bloomsday2026