Notes
"She liked me. I could feel that. The way you feel when the cards are falling right for you, with a nice little pile of blue and yellow chips in the middle of the table. Only what I didn’t know then was that I wasn’t playing her. She was playing me, with a deck of marked cards and the stakes weren’t any blue and yellow chips. They were dynamite."
- Double Indemnity
2 comments on Silhouettes in the Pistol Smoke
GAIA January 27, 2012
this is just what i was looking for! perfect!
⃠Odalen November 24, 2011
Great for workin' - keep the focus, even though the mind is wanderin'
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