Gosh, I Hope They Work Things Out...


Back in the day, comics didn't need foil enhanced lenticular holograms or alternate covers painted by Alex Ross to sell more copies. Back in the day, it seems you just needed to give out a little sweet chin music to a missus who didn't know her place and thus be crowned "The Magazine With the Widest Range of Appeal!" I bet is has. Dames...

This is why my drug of choice is reading old true crime comics (and by reading I mean looking at pictures... there are too many words in those word balloons.) With old true crime comics, there's simply no limit to the magical worlds you can discover.

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