Thursday, August 06, 2015

First Paragraph

He entered my doorway sideways, a man in a very conservative dark grey suit, carrying a dark grey Homburg in his hand. Across the bald top of his head, long black strands of hair were brushed demurely. His face was long and dark. Only his tie had color: it lay on his chest like a slumbering purple passion. 

- From The Guilty Ones by Ross MacDonald

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