greyhound's-head

Updated: May 8, 2025

So equipped he had ambled uninterestedly over to the Park across the way. And there he had found new life. New life in old life. For the park was full of old men. Old men like himself, with greyhound's-head canes, and mufflers and somebody's sweater worn beneath their greatcoats. They wore arctics, though the weather was fine.

Edna Ferber - Gigolo