Fragments of Noir

Wednesday, 2 December 2015

A Midnight Hour

Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when everyone has to throw off his mask ? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked ?

Soren Kierkegaard

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Richard Peter
Dresden 1935

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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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Wednesday, 2 December 2015

A Midnight Hour

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