Friday, 26 August 2016

He would Walk like This

                 But he did not collapse, he would walk like this till doomsday, if necessary, they were not going to see him fall. His whole frame shook as the L trains pounded overhead. It was like walking directly underneath a gigantic bowling alley, with the bowls constantly thundering and the pins crashing together with ear-splitting craacks as the trains braked at the platforms.

Charles Jackson
The Lost Weekend

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