Pulp Fiction, 1943 · page 30 of 116
12 Sports Aces, January 1943 — page 30: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains story prose from a pulp sports fiction magazine titled "12 Sports Aces." The narrative describes a scene where a hockey player named Sweeney, apparently injured, is celebrated by teammates and reporters. The text discusses Sweeney's interaction with a doctor, reporters discussing scoops about players named Rock Gurnsey and Connie Leonard (the Raiders' owner), and Sweeney's prospects for the upcoming playoffs. The bottom half features a vintage Gillette razor blade advertisement with illustrations of a man and woman, promoting their "Thin Gillettes" at various price points.
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