Kiss Me Deadly: God's hammer
Some things are better left alone.
The wind is blowing colder
It looks like love is stale and older
My luck don’t look so hot
I’d rather have the blues than what I’ve got
— as sung by Nat King Cole
A barefoot woman, naked beneath her trench coat, runs in a panic down a darkened highway. Her gasps are the only audible thing on the soundtrack, even after she is pi…
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