Guys, I think you should add this one to your list of top pulp covers. Or maybe it just appeals to me because of nostalgia. There were a few times during the late sixties when I saw girls parading around sort of like this, or wearing even less. This would be at a musical festival or some such. Unfortunately, these were never girls that I knew myself. Isn’t that always the way it goes? Anyway, this cover definitely shows that those old sleaze publishers left no stone unturned, but it’s also kind of ironic, because no hippie I knew would have been caught dead reading something this lowbrow. Now, a copy of Tom Wolfe? That would have turned us on.
Submitted by J. Ashby, via Pulp Intl.’s now departed pulp uploader for visitors.
Thanks, sir. It’s an excellent addition to our list. We’ve seen this cover a few times being sold as a postcard, but we never saw the backside before. Backside. See how we did that? Er, any info on the cover artist, or is this by the ever popular Uncredited?