Fragments of Noir

Thursday, 18 February 2021

Money, you got lots of friends

They're crowding round your door

But when you're gone and spending ends

They don't come no more

God Bless the Child

(Holiday/Herzog)

Billie Holiday

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Martin Lewis

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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