To me, you just about can’t write
pulp stories without a vixen getting
in the way of the hero’s quest.
Whether she’s a client and he’s a
P.I., or he’s a soldier and she’s a spy,
or he’s a copper and she’s a gun
moll, she just has to be there to
divert his eyes and tempt him to
the dark side, at least a little.
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