Fragments of Noir

Saturday, 2 March 2013

Life is a Hospital

This life is a hospital where every man is possessed by the desire to change his bed.

Charles Baudelaire

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Eugene Smith
New York 1957
reblogged from Greeneyes

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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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Saturday, 2 March 2013

Life is a Hospital

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