Fragments of Noir

Monday, 11 February 2019

Lies had deserted me, and i felt as lonely as if they had been my only friends.

Graham Greene

End of the Affair

1951

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Alex Ross
1949

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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