When trying to read James Joyce's Ulysses on a small green in the Old Town of Tallinn early evening today, I accidentally spilled some water on the book's fragile pages. I try to keep the things I own in good condition, so I was quite devastated about the fact that the book once similar to a perfect piece of marble brick had just lost its visual virginity. It was, however, quite soon after that when it occurred to me that if there is a book that, instead of having to be preserved in its original condition, should actually contain numerous glosses and underlinings and, indeed, have food and liquid stains as illustrations, no other piece of literature would be more befitting to this title than the scandalous Ulysses, a novel so often labeled as "dirty, blasphemous and unreadable", one of the greatest achievements of the Western literature.
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