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15 Story Detective, April 1950 — page 124: Pulp Fiction, 1950

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This page from a pulp-fiction magazine contains story prose from "15 Story Detective," depicting a dramatic confrontation where the narrator is being strangled by a villain named Willy Forbes over a valuable recording. The left side features vintage advertisements including a gold-plated chronograph watch, horseman training school, patent attorney services, and rug cleaning business. The bottom advertises the "Popular Fiction Group" seal, promoting various pulp genres like detective, fantasy, and adventure stories published under that brand.

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