Marilyn Monroe in How to Marry a Millionaire (1953)
falls like a lover’s sad black eyes.
Lie under me, speak of other worlds.
After I killed him, I dropped the gun in the Thames, washed the residue off me hands in the bathroom of a Burger King, and walked home to await instructions. Shortly thereafter the instructions came through - “Get the fuck out of London, you dumb fucks. Get to Bruges.” I didn’t even know where Bruges fucking was.
It’s in Belgium.