At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety be — Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
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At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety becomes hollow and brittle, as in Poe's castle surrounded by the Red Death. Horror is destroyed by boredom. Love is a dream.

— Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot
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