Fragments of Noir

Tuesday, 15 October 2019

If i could read your mind love

What a tale your thoughts could tell

Just like a paperback novel

The kind the drugstores sell

If You Could Read My Mind

(Lightfoot)

Gordon Lightfoot

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Norman Parkinson
1938

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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