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UlyssesTalks with Freud about the Underworld Underarm is more like it. In The Odyssey, BookV, whenAthena wheedles Zeus into sending Hermes to coax yummy Calypso into letting me go, I thought, Ulysses, you putz, all is well.You’ll be turning Penelope’s doorknob come not too many moons. I can’t remember now how I ended entering the portals of the Underworld.Ask Homer. If getting into trouble were box office, I’d be boffo. Hah, I might as well have my own show. I’d say to Leno,“Jay, kiss your time slot good-bye.” Hell—Achilles was a ghoul, Mother a breath of sulfur.What does it all mean, O mein Herr Docktor?Was it all a dream?When I sleep, quick images flicker across my closed eyes; I hear saws, smell newly cut wood, and don’t give me that Oedipal shit. 47 ...

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