You make coffee and smoke a few cigarettes; and the hands of the clock have gone crazy on you. They haven't moved hardly, they've hardly budged out of the place you last saw them, but they've measured off a half ? two-thirds ? of your life. You've got forever, but that's no time at all.
The Killer Inside Me
Jim Thompson
1952
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John Vachon
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