They fetched high prices too, Moisel told me.
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#Ulysse 1076
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#Ulysse 160
14 juillet 2012, par Guillaume VissacHis head disappeared and reappeared.
—I told him your symbol of Irish art. He says it’s very clever. Touch him for a quid, will you ? A guinea, I mean. -
#Ulysse 1071
11 janvier 2015, par Guillaume VissacQuiet long days : pruning, ripening. Olives are packed in jars, eh ?
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#Ulysse 1074
14 janvier 2015, par Guillaume VissacWonder is poor Citron still in Saint Kevin’s parade. And Mastiansky with the old cither. Pleasant evenings we had then. Molly in Citron’s basketchair.
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#Ulysse 1075
15 janvier 2015, par Guillaume VissacNice to hold, cool waxen fruit, hold in the hand, lift it to the nostrils and smell the perfume. Like that, heavy, sweet, wild perfume. Always the same, year after year.
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#Ulysse 1070
10 janvier 2015, par Guillaume VissacHe looked at the cattle, blurred in silver heat. Silverpowdered olivetrees.
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#Ulysse 155
9 juillet 2012, par Guillaume VissacBuck Mulligan’s voice sang from within the tower. It came nearer up the staircase, calling again.
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#Ulysse 157
11 juillet 2012, par Guillaume Vissac—Dedalus, come down, like a good mosey. Breakfast is ready. Haines is apologising for waking us last night. It’s all right.
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#Ulysse 1073
13 janvier 2015, par Guillaume VissacOranges in tissue paper packed in crates. Citrons too.
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#Ulysse 1072
12 janvier 2015, par Guillaume VissacI have a few left from Andrews. Molly spitting them out. Knows the taste of them now.