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[muninnhuginn]

The cat, having cleaned her fur, returned to the meatstained paper, nosed at it and stalked to the door. She looked back at hin, mewing. Wants to go out. Wait before a door sometime it will open. Let her wait. Has the fidgets. Electric. Thunder in the air. Was washing at her ear with her back to the fire too.

Ulysses, James Joyce

Happy Bloomsday!