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lynell george
It got darker. I thought and thought and my mind moved with a kind of sluggish stealthiness as if it was being watched by bitter and sadistic eyes. I thought of dead eyes looking at a moonless sky, with black blood at the corners of the mouths beneath them.
Farewell My Lovely
Raymond Chandler
1940
greetings: thanks for linking to my blog, i really like what you're doing here : the mood, the content etc. -- but if you're going to use an image of mine (the top one is one i shot) for one of your postings i'd really appreciate it if you'd please credit me or my blog, thank you.
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