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Pulp Poem of the Week
Unvarnished Language, Unvarnished Truth
Monday, June 16, 2008
Dramatics, buddy?
No, sir. No dramatics.
God or Fate or
some mysterious force
can put the finger
on you or on me
for no good reason at all.
Martin M. Goldsmith
Detour
1939
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