Fragments of Noir

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Never Know It

A man's got to make at least one bet a day else he could be walking around lucky and never know it.

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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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Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Never Know It

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