Fragments of Noir

Friday, 27 February 2015

It was a very good year for city girls who lived up the stair

With all that perfumed hair

And it came undone

When i was twenty-one

It Was A Very Good Year

(Ervin Drake)

Sinatra

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reblogged from Amanandhislies

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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