Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Thursday, 29 July 2021
In a Trap
But if love had to die. I wanted it to die quickly. It was as though our love was a small creature caught in a trap and bleeding to death ; I had to shut my eyes and wring it's neck.
The End of the Affair
Graham Greene
1951
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