Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Monday, 20 July 2020
After Dark, My Sweet
Usually, during the past fifteen odd years, i'd hated to see the morning come. That's a psychotic symptom you know, not wanting to awaken - hating to face things that are bound to be more than you can handle.
After Dark, My Sweet
Jim Thompson
1955
https://www.crimetime.co.uk/cigarettes-and-alchohol-the-extraordinary-life-of-jim-thompson/
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