We are the Dead:
How James Joyce Wrote Short Fiction So Well, He Ruined it for a Century
Friends! Readers! Anglophones! Lend me your eyes. I come to praise Joyce, then to bury him. Specifically, I wish to praise one book, Dubliners, a collection of short stories so monumental that the entirety of the form in English has yet to crawl out from its
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