Fragments of Noir

Wednesday, 9 November 2022

An hour crawled by like a sick cockroach. I was a grain of sand on the desert of oblivion.

Raymond Chandler
The Long Goodbye
1953

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Evil Woman Blues11/10/2022 12:41 pm
What about Tom Buchanan in The Great Gatsby?
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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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