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    David Goodis quote. Winter was gray and mean upon the city and every night was a package of cold bleak hours, like the hours in a cell that had no door

    Winter was gray and mean upon the city and every night was a package of cold bleak hours, like the hours in a cell that had no door

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    wordporn: Winter was gray and mean upon the city and every night was a package of cold bleak hours, like the hours in a cell that had no door - David Goodis
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