Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Sunday, 13 September 2015
Fallen from Her Curls
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as i stand inside the rain
Everybody knows
That baby's got new clothes
But lately i see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls
Just Like a Woman
(Dylan)
Bob Dylan
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Todd Haynes
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