- What year would that be about? Mr Bloom interpolated.
Can you recall the boats?
Our soi-distant sailor munched heavily awhile, hungrily, before answering.
- I'm tired of all them rocks in the sea, he said, and boats and ships. Salt junk all the time.
Tired, seemingly, he ceased.
James Joyce, Ulysses
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