By Diogenes ( articles ) | Feb 02, 2007
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:
-- Good morning, everyone!
[Stuart Reid of the Telegraph]
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