Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Wednesday 4 July 2018
The Day's Last Hour
The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Antonio Ortiz
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