Portrait Of Lisa

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Sin was the fashion of her set, only — fashions go out of style

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I’ve Painted You, Lisa — The Lush, Wanton Beauty Of You. Not The Soul, Lisa — Only The Tempting Body, The Soul, Lisa — I Couldn’t. It Will Have To Wait Until We Meet In Hell

Portrait Of Lisa ruthlessly reveals the inverted morals of the station-wagon set — the jaded idlers of New York and Connecticut. Here is a golden — and tarnished — way of life, with all it’s elegance and sordid sensations

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The Blonde and Johnny Malloy

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Everything Frank had was Johnny’s — including Nelli

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When he got out, he met the tantalizing blonde and had a shock. Nelli belonged to Frank Trask — the man Johnny had served five years to protect! Crossing Trask was suicide, so Johnny tried to forget the woman. But no man could resist Nelli Rivera when she was in the mood to be wanted.

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Don’t Push Me Around

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With Her, A Wedding Ring Didn’t Count

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One Thing Led To Another

If I hadn’t hit Khazian so hard I wouldn’t have killed him. If I hadn’t killed him I wouldn’t have hid out in L.A. But because I did I met Estrella, and because of Estrella I killed her husband.

For that job I’m going to get it myself, any second now. But I wouldn’t change it if I I could. Not a thing. That’s how good it was with Estrella…

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