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When I got home

14 September 2017

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When I got home I mixed a stiff one and stood by the open window in the living room and sipped it and listened to the groundswell of traffic on Laurel Canyon Boulevard and looked at the glare of the big angry city hanging over the shoulder of the hills through which the boulevard had been cut. Far off the banshee wail of police or fire sirens rose and fell, never for very long completely silent. Twenty four hours a day somebody is running, somebody else is trying to catch him. Out there in the night of a thousand crimes, people were dying, being maimed, cut by flying glass, crushed against steering wheels or under heavy tires. People were being beaten, robbed, strangled, raped, and murdered. People were hungry, sick; bored, desperate with loneliness or remorse or fear, angry, cruel, feverish, shaken by sobs. A city no worse than others, a city rich and vigorous and full of pride, a city lost and beaten and full of emptiness. It all depends on where you sit and what your own private score is. I didn’t have one. I didn’t care. I finished the drink and went to bed.

Raymond Chandler

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5 Comments to “When I got home”

  1. Excellent.

  2. God, that is fantastic.

  3. I came here to say precisely what Peter said. Dang but that’s beautiful.

  4. I am a “omit needless words” fanatic. I seldom read anything that I don’t want to trim up. But this. Not a needless word. As clear as cheap gin in a crystal goblet.

  5. I love the drawing.

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