Some things go wrong for all the wrong reasons. I’d been to West London, East London, and everywhere in between. I’d even taken a trip up North, but this old Scotsman business dealings had failed to crystallize. My redheaded client and I, braced against a wall, dared not peek out the window. The recent gunshots [...]
London was the kind of town you could live in your whole life and never call home. London smiles at you like a mother but only loves you like a mistress. You only got into trouble when you confused the two, and you couldn’t help but confuse the two. So at this redhead’s insistence I’d [...]
The doll came off as needy, hysterical, and a compulsive liar. But I’d always been a sucker for dark haired dames. She had certainly selected a trendy enough spot, if you ignored the closed storefronts, that is. I felt like I was in a developer’s dream, but a banker had shaken him awake once the [...]
It was one of those soggy afternoons when bourbon and Coltrane blended into one sweet beat. I´d been to West London once before and never cared to return. The night of my only visit, I´d gotten lost out of my mind in North Kensington looking for the West London Hospital after a buddy had got [...]
The dame wore red. I sat at my desk, sorting through collections bills, light bills, water bills, and every kind of bill but the kind I like to see – green. It was one of those days you would throw away if the trashcan was big enough. But it wasn´t. And I didn´t. And then [...]
