the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“I will take my anguish and lay it upon the roots under the beech trees. I will examine it and take it between my fingers. They will not find me.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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