A lovely bronze statue of one our most beloved and yet incomprehensible authors, set appropriately enough in the "heart of the rowl" on North Earl Street, where Dubliners are literally at his feet, sometimes eating a meatball sandwich from the Subway across the way.
This statue is so popular that it has even spawned an imitator on Grafton Street - a man who dresses up not only like James Joyce, but like a statue of James Joyce. He sometimes bangs his stick to get you to give money to him, but you can walk unmolested by the Jim on this street. read more
