Fragments of Noir

Saturday, 9 November 2013

What We Make It

As she was leaving she told me ' hell is what we make it baby'.

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Melvin Sokolsky
reblogged from Hoodoothatvoodoo

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Unknown11/10/2013 3:10 am
Interesting quote, no idea where it is from.
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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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