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"She was in oyster-white lounging pajamas trimmed with white fur, cut as flowingly as a summer sea frothing on the beach of some small and exclusive island."

"A screen star's boudoir, a place of charm and seduction, artificial as a wooden leg."

"...the terraced lawns were as green as the Irish flag..."

"The skirts flapped against my legs like the wings of a large and tired bird."

"It shook her as the wind shakes a tree."

"The knuckles were as white as snow."

"Blood begain to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house."

"Bubbles rose in it like false hopes. She bent over me. Her breath was as delicate as the eyes of a fawn."

I am so tired of these.

"...her hair shone like a silver fruit bowl. [...] I was trussed like a turkey ready for the oven. [...] It had a tiny tinkle in it, like bells in a doll's house."

"The fist with the weighted tube inside it went through my spread hands like a stone through a cloud of dust. [...] something red wiggled like a germ under a microscope. [...] just darkness and emptiness and a rushing wind and a falling as of great trees."

THREE IN ONE PARAGRAPH

"Another voice made itself heard, a purring voice, like a small dynamo behind a wall."

"There was a hung instance of silence, as heavy as thunder."

"...but to the north it's as bare as hell's back yard."

"A case of false teeth hung on the mustard-colored wall like a fuse box in a screen porch."

"Like a fellow trying to pick up a girl and lacking the last inch of nerve."

"He had tight brilliant eyes that wanted to look hard, and looked as hard as oysters on the half shell."

"I was as empty of life as a scarecrow's pockets."

"Dark silent mystified eyes stared at me solemnly, the doubt growing larger in them, creeping into them noiselessly, like a cat in long grass stalking a young blackbird."

"...her eyes large and dark and empty as rain barrels in a drought."

"She lay there on the bed in the lamplight, as naked and glistening as a pearl."

"Under the rhinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form itself on the edge of consciousness."

Hey, I like this one!

"...a cold-eyed hatchet-faced man, as lean as a rake and as hard as the manager of a loan office."

"The boy stood glaring at him with sharp black eyes in a face as hard and white as cold mutton fat."

"Ohls looked at him silently, his pale eyebrows bristling and stiff and round like the little vegetable brushes the FUller Brush man gives away."

"He would be as cold as ice and as stiff as a board."

"'Don't kid me, son. The fag gave you one. You've got a nice clean manly little room in there. [...] He was like Caesar, a husband to women and a wife to men. Think I can't figure people like him and you out?'
[...] I backstepped fast enough to keep from falling, but I took plenty of the punch. It was meant to be a hard one, but a pansy has no iron in his bones, whatever he looks like."

Wow. Absolutely abhorrent.

"She was as limp as a fresh-killed rabbit."

"Her eyes became narrow and and almost as black and as shallow as enamel on a cafeteria tray."

Not a simile, just a nasty segment I want to save for later:

"The giggles stopped dead, but she didn't mind the slap any more than last night. Probably all her boy friends got around to slapping her sooner or later. I could understand how they might."

Yay domestic abuse!

"The giggle got louder and ran around the corners of the room like rats behind the wainscoting."