Pulp Fiction, 1944 · page 49 of 84
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Moth Bagged ‘‘Alvin Hinkey’’ Yarn By Joe Archibald : oF | Corporal Louis Garfunkle c/o Postmaster New York, N. Y. EAR LOUIE: By the time you get this letter, I guess yor will be in Rome seein’ the sights—like houses marked “Eel Duce Slept Here” anc the catacombs which are bone cellars. Hambone Noonan says to be sure and see one of the seven wonders of the wo~'? which is the Coles- sal of Rome, Louie. I saw your old flame last night in Luigi’s spaghetti joint. She says to tel you it is serious and she is on her last Alvin Hinkey got butterflies in his stomach when the big moth collector got bumped. Because it looked as if a nutty butterfly netter might be planning to skewer a wingless / _ Gotham flatfoot for his cadaver collection. \ lap. Fhe blossoms off the lemon tree you pressed up and sent Eva gave her hay fever, and she is sore at you. It made her break four dates with some of the armed forces in one week, I noticed she was not wearing the slave bracelet you won that night at Coney Island for kayoing the African dodger. But we are all behind you here buildin’ your morale, Louie, savin’ the fat in- stead of chewin’ it an’ all those patriotic things. Good rye is scarce. I had to give a pint of blood for some last week. Me and Hambone have still got butter- flies in our stomachs as a result of solv- 49 <S)