Fragments of Noir

Monday, 28 January 2013

The Error is Hers

I much prefer it when a woman discards me. Then i am sure that the error is hers.

Charles Bukowski

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fragments of noir: 'It was one of those hot dry Santa Annas that come down thru the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ............ Red Wind- Raymond Chandler

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Monday, 28 January 2013

The Error is Hers

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