“As he looked down at her face, first light was slanting through the room. He would have said she was at peace, except that there was no one there. A skull. Some skin.”
(John Harvey – In A True Light)
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Sometimes he's pretty much a ghost
A perfect crime film, really. The drug trade has gone to hell and it escalates into a shockingly exciting and bloody story about scoundrels...
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