Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Well Said

The first policeman I saw needed a shave. The second had a couple of buttons off his shabby uniform. The third stood in the center of the city's main intersection - Broadway and Union Street - directing traffic, with a cigar in one corner of his mouth. After that I stopped checking them up.

- From Red Harvest by Dashiell Hammett


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