Fragments of Noir

Wednesday, 22 February 2017

You'd be better served taxing your conscience for those who deserve your regret.

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I indulge prayer when the world seems incomprehensible and only a plea to the incomprehensible makes sense.

James Ellroy

Perfidia

2014

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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