Grade B Hollywood

She leaned forward a little and her smile became just a little glassy. Suddenly, without any real change in her, she ceased to be beautiful. She looked merely like a woman who would have been dangerous a hundred years ago, and twenty ago daring, but who today was just Grade B Hollywood.

Raymond Chandler, Farewell, My Lovely

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