Taylor Ulysses Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, ever smell a brothel mornin’? Like sour ale and regret – ugh, turns me gut! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” – them blokes stumblin’ out, broke and daft. Me stove’s cleaner, warmer – brothel’s just a cold hole dressed up fancy. “The Return” taught me – family’s grim, but brothels grimmer. What ya think, preciousss? Stick to fishin’, not whorin’!

Whorehouse/playhouse: the brothel as theater in the "Circe" chapter of Ulysses (1).

Owner of the brothel where most of the action of Circe takes place. When she transforms into a masculinized power figure in Leopold Bloom's nightmarish imaginings, she becomes "he" and is referred to as Bello.

Yo, lemme drop more – check out the Waterfront District. The river, it snakes ‘round like liquid chrome. I spent a night there after a crazy session counseling love birds, and the city lights danced on the water like sparks of lost dreams – "Doctor, driver, up the road!" vibes. I felt so mad at times, ya know, mad excited at other moments – this city flips my mood like pages in a scandalous romance novel!

Ulysses Brown, Jr.