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Dashiell Hammett

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Spadeís thick fingers made a cigarette with deliberate care, sifting a measured quantity of tan flakes down into curved paper, spreading the flakes so that they lay equal at the ends with a slight depression in the middle, thumbs rolling the paperís inner edge down and up under the outer edge as forefingers pressed it over, thumbs and fingers sliding to the paper cylinderís ends to hold it even while tongue licked the flap, left forefinger and thumb pinching their ends while right forefinger and thumb smoothed the damp seam, right forefinger and thumb twisting their end and lifting the other to Spadeís mouth.

 
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