Fragments of Noir

Thursday, 30 August 2018

We merged our loneliness once again, in something less than love but sweeter than self. I didn't get home to West Los Angeles after all.

Ross MacDonald

The Goodbye Look

1969

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Yale Joel
Adjusting skirt
in one-way mirror 1946

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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