She read her book without wearing glasses
her head down, deep in thoughtfulness
Her silver neckaces rested in her cleavage
Her toes and toenails clear and healthy
and her sandals out of an old Roman movie
It was enough to make a grown man
put his fist through a stained glass window
or make a bishop cry
Read the full version in Voices on the Bus, train, subway, sidewalk and in my head
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Raymond Chandler: 'It was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window.'
