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Noirboiled Notes

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Pulp poems, book reviews, and other tidbits from the noirboiled world

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Noirboiled Notes skip to main | skip to sidebar Noirboiled Notes Pulp poems, book reviews, and other tidbits from the noirboiled world Monday, March 27, 2017 Pulp Poem of the Week With my luck, I’d be the one to eat the hearty meal while the warden’s private line stayed as quiet as the grave.           Don Tracy           Last Year’s Snow           1937 Posted by David Rachels at 3:00 AM No comments: Labels: Don Tracy Monday, September 26, 2016 Pulp Poem of the Week some women can sing and some can paint and some can dance and some can be faithful           Don Tracy           Last Year’s Snow           1937 Posted by David Rachels at 3:00 AM No comments: Labels: Don Tracy Monday, April 11, 2016 Pulp Poem of the Week Married people always kill one another. Sometimes it takes them fifty years.           Lawrence Block           A Stab in the Dark           1981 Posted by David Rachels at 3:00 AM 2 co...

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