Elmore Leonard got in late and lit up his first cigarette since Michigan, just inside the door of the apartment on Horatio Street. The pack read Virginia Slims. "I was writing a book," he said. "And the girl - the character - started smoking Virginia Slims, and every once in while she'd say, 'I think i'll have a Slim.' I started buying them beacuse she liked them a lot."
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lørdag den 17. december 2011
Indsendt af Lars Bukdahl kl. 15.42
Etiketter: Elmore Leonard, fiktivt rygediktat, New Yorker
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