chronic unrequited polyamory

openbookstore:

This amazing pulp from our recent donation deserves a full post. The jacket-copy:

“He was a heel… a blue-blood gone bad, a low-brow with class, a bum with an income. He like low-slung cars and top-heavy girls, and he took his pleasure where he found it. He was the consort of bookies, dope-peddlers, crooks; the buddy of has-beens, tough guys, and junkies. He dreamed the big dream, but played it small… free wheeling it down hill all the way, with a crack-up - and murder - at the bottom.

Too many slow horses, too many fast women, and finally, one loaded cigarette; and after that… trouble: a woman who wouldn’t stay, a dead man’s face that wouldn’t go away, and an alibi that wouldn’t stick…”

Try reading it out loud! How fun would it have been to write copy for pulps?

I did try! Hehe. That was fun: Click for Audio

(via thisisnotamber)