The Anarchist Reader March 5, 2016 ~ nesbitandgibley Underneath the Brighton pier Where girls smoked cigarettes And boys drank beer I found my place On the rocks, with Joyce, Pacified by his Ulyssian paradise. Share this:Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...