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Three o'clock in the morning.
The highway is empty, under a malignant moon. The oil drippings make the roadway gleam like a blue-satin ribbon. The night is still but for a humming noise coming up somewhere behind a rise of ground.
Two other, fiercer, whiter moons, set close together, suddenly top the rise, shoot a fan of blinding platinum far down ahead of them. Headlights. The humming burgeons into a roar. The touring car is going so fast it sways from side to side. The road is straight. Th
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― The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich
― The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich
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She stares at him, standing with a group of people by the five-metre high chocolate fountain
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― A Splendid Salmagundi
― A Splendid Salmagundi
