I am fascinated with forensics and am a true crime enthusiast. Until recently, I would go to bed, easing myself into dreamland while listening to things indicative to City Confidential’s “It was a lovely day in May when they found Steve’s body along the river’s edge.”
Omg, fellow GEN-Xer here. my kids are convinced I’m deranged because I fall asleep to reruns of Forensic Files every night. Like, cant sleep without it.
The narrator soothes me, the words be damned.
I thought I was the only one.