Alive, Alive, Oh
<p>When we arrived at Sweny’s Pharmacy, the lights were on but the doors locked and no one seemed to be inside. I was devastated, foiled in my quest to purchase a bar of lemon soap like the one Leopold Bloom acquired for his wife Molly in chapter 5 of <em>Ulysses</em>.</p>
<p>“It certainly did make her skin so delicate white like wax.”</p>
<p>As I gazed longingly through the shop windows, a man with messy white hair and wearing a bow tie, brocade vest, and wrinkled shirt appeared and asked if I wanted to go in.</p>
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