Started a new book. Yet again, another given to me from my brother, a Bond again. Thinking I might try and read the entire lexicon as a serial. Nevertheless this is perhaps a repost, but good enough to be worth it.
"The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning."
Very good first line for a first novel. The paragraph only gets better.
"Then the soul-erosion produced by high gambling-a compost of greed and fear and nervous tension-becomes unbearable and the senses awake and revolt from it."
You can't help but like a writer who writes "a compost of greed and fear and nervous tension".
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