I Killed Stalin

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Eton Books E119, 1952
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Through Terror, Torture, And Perversity With A U.S. Secret Agent

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What You Should Know About Sex Stimulants

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Man's Illustrated cover September 1958
Man's Illustrated September 1958

Also featuring Zip-Gun Girl and Gallery Of Queer Nudes

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Frozen Beauty

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Weird Tales magazine cover, February 1938
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An arresting story of a great surgeon’s weird experiment

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You Die Next, Jill Baby!

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You Die Next, Jill Baby! paperback cover, 1975
Major books, 1975

For the first time in his life, Mike Ross felt helpless. He was facing a small, deadly private army — and their hostage was the only girl he had ever loved….

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I Remember Lemuria

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Amazing Stories cover, March 1945
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Sensational ‘Racial Memory’ story

This entire issue can be downloaded here

Racial Memory was a concept very much in vogue at the start of the 20th century. Robert E Howard’s poem ‘Cimmeria’ is one of my favorite examples.

I remember
The dark woods, masking slopes of sombre hills;
The grey clouds’ leaden everlasting arch;
The dusky streams that flowed without a sound,
And the lone winds that whispered down the passes.

Vista on vista marching, hills on hills,
Slope beyond slope, each dark with sullen trees,
Our gaunt land lay. So when a man climbed up
A rugged peak and gazed, his shaded eye
Saw but the endless vista – hill on hill,
Slope beyond slope, each hooded like its brothers.

It was a gloomy land that seemed to hold
All winds and clouds and dreams that shun the sun,
With bare boughs rattling in the lonesome winds,
And the dark woodlands brooding over all,
Not even lightened by the rare dim sun
Which made squat shadows out of men; they called it
Cimmeria, land of Darkness and deep Night.

It was so long ago and far away
I have forgot the very name men called me.
The axe and flint-tipped spear are like a dream,
And hunts and wars are shadows. I recall
Only the stillness of that sombre land;
The clouds that piled forever on the hills,
The dimness of the everlasting woods.
Cimmeria, land of Darkness and the Night.

Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills,
To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun,
How many deaths shall serve to break at last
This heritage which wraps me in the grey
Apparel of ghosts? I search my heart and find
Cimmeria, land of Darkness and the Night.

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Lured By The Girl Of The Lost City

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Adventure Magazine cover, February 1967
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Also, Girls Of The Garden of Eden, and Travel Guide For Men: Bikinis of Romania

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Dead End (Original Title: Be Careful How You Live)

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Dead End by Ed Lacy (Pyramid Books, 1959)
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Two crooked cops, a red-headed blonde, and a million in cold cash

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