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Hookers of Gin

“I poured out a couple of hookers of gin…She went into the kitchen for another siphon and more ice.” –Dashiell Hammett’s Red Harvest “There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas … Continue reading

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Two rats and one sock

“6:38 P.M. On an afternoon hotter than two rats fucking in a wool sock, John McBride, six-foot one-and-a-half, 220 pounds, ham-handed, built like a wild boar and of similar disposition, arrived by ferry from mainland Texas to Galveston Island, a … Continue reading

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