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Monday, 13 September 2021

Beyond Everything


           Beyond the electroliers, beyond the beat and toot of the small sidewalk cars, beyond the smell of hot fat and popcorn and the shrill children and the barkers in the peep shows, beyond everything but the smell of the ocean and the suddenly clear line of the shore and the creaming fall of the waves into the pebbled spume. I walked almost alone now. The noise died behind me, the hot dishonest light became a fumbling glare. Then the lightless finger of a black pier jutted seaward into the dark. This would be the one.

Farewell My Lovely
Raymond Chandler
1940

https://themisathena.wordpress.com/2017/09/11/raymond-chandler-farewell-my-lovely-the-high-window-the-long-goodbye/

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