Wednesday, 28 February 2018
You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that. Oil and water were the same as wind and air to you. You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness of how you died or where you fell. Me, i was part of the nastiness now.
The Big Sleep
Tuesday, 27 February 2018
Monday, 26 February 2018
But love and hate, he thought now, good and evil, lived side by side in the human heart, and not merely in differing proportions in one man and the next, but all good and all evil. One had merely to look for a little of either to find it all, one had merely to scratch the surface. All things had opposites close by, every decision a reason against it, every animal an animal that destroys it, the male the female, the positive the negative.
Strangers on a Train
Sunday, 25 February 2018
In the 1950s when i was hanging around Sullivans gym and the Grammercy gym there were fixed fights. Mob guys like Frankie Carbo and Blinky Palermo had taken over the sport ; one lightweight champion had loaned his title to others at least twice ; the welterweight division was a slag heap.
Saturday, 24 February 2018
"I'll take ham and eggs" the man call Al said. He wore a derby hat and a black overcoat buttoned across the chest. His face was small and white and he had tight lips. He wore a silk muffler and gloves.
"Give me bacon and eggs" said the other man. He was about the same size as Al. Their faces were different, but they were dressed like twins. Both wore overcoats too tight for them. They sat leaning forward, their elbows on the counter.