Over the Fields

           .......we come like a breath of wind over the fields of morning. We go like a lamp flame caught by a blast from a darkened window. In between we journey from table to table, from battle to bottle, from bed to bed.

Nightmare Alley
William Lindsay Gresham
1946

images.. Nina Leen 1949 LIFE

Diane Arbus

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