Fanciful Fridays: Film Noir Shoot

From a shoot with my partner a year or so ago.

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  1. It was Friday. Late in the afternoon. The shot glass in my hand was empty, drained of the cheap whiskey that had been housed in it earlier. My throat still burned from the shot. That’s when the door to my office banged open, and she was there. Angry, with hair like fire and a dress that could barely qualify as such. She stormed right in, sat down and said… “I need about tree fiddy” and I knew that damnit the loch ness monster had showed up again.

    I regret nothing.

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