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Thursday, 29 January 2015

More Woolrich









A Mug's Game











       It was a mug's game and there ought to be a law. But there wasn't any law. There was no rhyme or reason ,,,,,,,,,,

Lost Weekend
Charles Jackson
1944

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

There Was No Way


           There was no way to kiss her like a good boy. You could start out that way, but you always ended up on the other side of the tracks.

Charles Williams
The Hot Spot
1953

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1962

Paul Wolff








Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Hey Laura


Hey Laura, it's me
Sorry but i had to ring your doorbell so late
But there's somethin' botherin' me
I really am sorry but it just couldn't wait
Is there someone else instead of me
Go ahead and lie to me
Hey Laura
(Porter)
Gregory Porter

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reblogged from Noirbynight

Dry and Dead


          His hair was brown, and dry and dead, blowing around his head like a poor toupee about to fly loose. His face was a chipped chunk of concrete, with eyes of flawed onyx. His mouth was a quick stroke, bloodless. His suit coat fluttered behind him, and his arms swung easily as he walked.

The Hunter
Richard Stark
1962

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Nothing Answered


                        Nothing answered me. Not even a stand-in for an echo.

Raymond Chandler
from 
The Notebooks of Raymond Chandler

reblogged via OVO

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Robby Muller
Santa Fe, New Mexico 1985

The Burglar







 The Burglar
Paul Wendkos
1957