fiction could be no truer than the sordid crime being perpetrating outside one of the cold-calling debt collection agencies in downtown Des Moines Iowa. I mean the smoking area for employees of course, outside the front door of Debt Collection Solutions or whatever on Grand or something.. it’s so real it doesn’t have to really have any elements of reality!
downtown Des Moines? never been there? that’s because no one has ever been there – really. if you ever saw the Twighlight Zone where the girl is waiting for the bus at the bus depot – forever! -for the bus that will never come! then you have some picture of Court Street, in the wee hours of the morn.
Noir!? I’d call it “Nuage”… Des Moines Nuage