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By Raymond Chandler

Raymond Chandler created the quick conversing, hassle looking Californian inner most eye Philip Marlowe for his first nice novel The massive Sleep in 1939. Marlowe's entanglement with the Sternwood relatives - and an attendant solid of colorful underworld figures - is the history to a narrative reflecting the entire tarnished glitter of the nice American Dream. The detective's iconic picture burns simply as brightly in Farewell My Lovely, at the path of a lacking nightclub crooner. And the inimitable Marlowe is ready to end up that hassle particularly is his enterprise in Raymond Chandler's really good epitaph, The lengthy Goodbye.

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