Sunday, 17 May 2015

Sordid, Dirty, Crooked

       The other part of me wanted to get out and stay out, but this was the part i never listened to. Because if i ever had i would have stayed in the town where i was born and worked in the hardware store and married the boss's daughter ..........

       I might even get rich - small town rich, an eight room house, two cars in the garage, chicken every Sunday and the Reader's Digest on the living room table .........

     You take it friend - i'll take the big, sordid, dirty crooked city.

Raymond Chandler
The Long Goodbye

Kansas City Missouri 1946

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