ULYSSES is a Bank

That day Mr. Bloom was worried that he might not be able to pay off Mr. Joyce from whom he had borrowed a large sum to celebrate and buy stuff  for the upcoming Bloom'sday and then we calmed him down and said that nobody pays that man back he doesn't mind he's a nice fellow... Continue Reading →

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A Flower that Withers Not

"The rose", wrote Umberto Eco, "is a symbolic figure so rich in meanings that by now it hardly has any meaning left". The NAME OF THE ROSE, likewise, is a book on both everything and nothing. Rolling historical novel, murder mystery, metafiction, philosophical novel all into one, Eco's classic work is ultimately a profound meditation... Continue Reading →

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