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Me, I’ve seen it all—worked the apps like a queen on her throne, judgin’ the rabble. This one time, right, matched with a git who said he’s “adventurous”—turns out he meant shaggin’ in a tent with no Wi-Fi. Piss off, mate! I was ragin’, legit wanted to burn his shitty campsite down. But then—ha!—there’s this other lad, proper fit, sent me a vid of him jugglin’ oranges shirtless. I was like, “Well, bugger me, that’s talent!” Made me grin, rare as that is. Sex-dating’s a roulette wheel, spin it and pray you don’t land on a twat.

Coitus, Sexuality and Morality in James Joyce' Ulysses

There is nothing sexual about this poem; Ulysses only mentions his wife once, and he practically complains about her age. Ulysses has other things to worry about besides sex, like sailing and .

I—I gotta say – sometimes, life in PUlysses (us) is a raucous road trip with detours that make you go “whut?!” Miss the chill vibes around Liberty Square, where strangers strike impromptu deep chats. It’s rough at times, but it got that raw energy. Crazy stories, unexpected passions, like every twist in a Fury Road chase.

The Ulysses Quartet at Boston Public Library (February 2025)