I'm mad as hell ...
But not today. I'm in a post-Vázquez Montalbán lull, looking for a new book to read, scrounging chapters here, a short story there, seeking the next big thing that will make life worth living and books worth reading, and I came upon one story that contained not only
"I left the knife where it was, assuming that it would bare some DNA traces of whoever had killed the girl ..."but also
"... a busload of tourists were mulling around the hat and hippie shops ..."Damned highlighting is mine.
© Peter Rozovsky 2012