You’re My Knife!

Off Beat Detective Stories May 1960

These titles don’t always make the most sense, but this one makes less sense than usual.

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2 thoughts on “You’re My Knife!”

  1. Makes sense to me…
    “You’re my knife”, I crooned to the eight inches of tempered steel I held lovingly in my sweating hand… Don’t you talk to your knife… reassure it that it will soon drink deep of the blood of your enemies?

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