From Raymond Chandler’s novel The High Window (1942):
The night was all around, soft and quiet. The white moonlight was cold and clear, like the justice we dream of but don’t find.
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From Raymond Chandler’s novel The High Window (1942):
The night was all around, soft and quiet. The white moonlight was cold and clear, like the justice we dream of but don’t find.
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