I had a job once in a bookstore on 5th Ave. in NY. A white haired guy came in with a young woman. He said that he was setting her up in an apartment and needed books to fill the bookshelves. Didn't care what they were, long as they were cheap. He bought hundreds of books, including the entire Modern Library, Vols. 1 to whatever it was at the time.
Whether his tootsie ever read "Ulysses" I don't know.
Whether his tootsie ever read "Ulysses" I don't know.