Pulp Fiction, 1943 · page 36 of 116
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Basket Larceny +. «ay a - Mighhisctay a Gi IAL, fs ye eg “ee eer =. wo By David X. Manners Though Willie Pheian had his hoopster job stolen from under him, it took more than an underhanded pass to make him resort to cross-court crookedness. 66 OUNCE” BENDER was tall and glowing on his face as he watched the curly-haired. He dribbled as if game. His eyes dwelt admiringly on he’d been born with a ballin his Bounce Bender. hand. His basket wizardry was breath- “A great guy,” murmured Willie taking. “Never a better one than Bounce.” On the bench sat Willie Phelan, pride Willie Phelan was a scrappy little bas- 34 CON 9)(0)(6) SS C@©)