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Saturday, 30 June 2012

Dress Her in Indigo

                                 
            Any man who outgrows the myths of childhood is ninety-nine per cent aware and convinced of his own mortality. But then comes the chilly breath on the nape of the neck, a stirring of the air by the wings of the bleak angel. When a man becomes one hundred per cent certain of his inevitable death he gets 'The Look'.

Dress Her in Indigo
John D. MacDonald
1969

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