Sunday, 3 February 2013

Three Shots of Noir

  He took three shots a night - no more, no less.
  He switched from whisky to straight gin - the bum compensated for the scant volume.
  Three shots tweaked his hatreds. Four shots and up cut those hatreds all the way loose.
  Three shots said 'you project danger'. Four shots or more said 'you're ugly and you limp'.  

James Ellroy
American Tabloid

Martin Lewis
Shadows on the Corner

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