It's past midnight and the city has finally slowed down. You're the last decent private eye in the city, only a few days away from an early retirement. As you make your way home through the dark gloomy side streets you hear a female voice behind you: got a light? Your inner voice says "keep on walking", but your body curiously turns around, knowing retirement will have to wait a little longer. (35 tracks of mystery & sexiness)

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