Novel First Lines, Number Twenty Eight

Novel First Lines, Number Twenty Eight

Here we are

 

Stately, plump buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

 

Where are we today?

Chairman Ray

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