Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Monday, 15 April 2013
Stared at Her
I put a cigarette in my mouth and stared at her. She looked a little pale and strained, but she looked like a girl who could function under a strain.
Raymond Chandler
The Big Sleep
1939
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