"The temperature was in the nineties, even after dark, and the city was streaming like a coin laundry on a Sunday morning."Just the kind of line you expect from a cheap detective novel. Ain't it great? From The Return of Lieutenant Boruvka by Josef Skvorecky, page 66.
Friday, September 4, 2009
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