The only reason why Paddy talked to me at all was because I quoted from Ulysses. The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea! I shouted as I shucked oysters for the dinner rush.
It is the fragrance of decay/ as paint, polymers and dyes/ outgas molecules of themselves
By the end of my Saturday night shift at the Oyster Bar I look like some kind of filthy nurse