I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then
he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first
I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so
he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was
going like mad and yes I sad yes I will Yes
James Joyce
Currently my thougths seem like they they come from of Ulysses. It's a strange day.
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