Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Monday, 28 December 2015
When You Stayed Out
The place smelled of fairgrounds, of lazy crowds, of nights when you stayed out because you couldn't go to bed, and it smelled like New York, of it's calm and brutal indifference.
Georges Simenon
Three Bedrooms in Manhattan
1946
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