The First Paragraph of Chapter Thirteen of Someone Else’s Book
From Raymond Chandler’s The Long Goodbye. Reading this paragraph put me in another place. I was sitting under a tree, naked, in 140 degree weather, with a large block of ice resting on my belly. The recent warm turn of local weather didn’t hurt, either. At eleven o’clock I was sitting in the third booth … The First Paragraph of Chapter Thirteen of Someone Else’s Book