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Of the blog “Lucynka Reviews Obscure Bullshit.” Girls don’t want boys, girls want feminist analyses of Cornell Woolrich stories. Currently also reviewing stories from the romance pulps. lucynka.wordpress.com Newsletter: lucynka-staron.beehiiv.com
!["You're decidedly better-looking off the screen than on." It was the customary tribute.
"Oh, come now!" begged the girl. "Let's be natural. No compliments. No fluffy nonsense." The blue eyes twinkled at him with a good-humored camaraderie, promising a cleverness he never would have suspected from her films. "Please! I've read your criticisms, and I know you think Sheba Stasa is a tow-headed moron of the lowest grade. And I'll bet you a dinner you're bored to death at the prospect of piloting me around this evening. So let's make it as easy as possible for you. Pretend I'm deaf—as well as dumb. But save your second speech—you know, the regulation one about why don't they give me better stories." [continued in next]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:ywhchwobjrjvy3dgdv7cz6kt/bafkreidndbgrwwt5nsgk5e3c3pmr4ggkk4vx34r4rhqimlbslnwvj5hzzy)
![A white woman in a pink trench coat looks directly at the viewer and holds a sign around her neck that says, "ON STRIKE — THIS COMPANY UNFAIR TO GIRLS of [rest unreadable]." A white man stands behind her in a beige trench coat, holding an unopened umbrella, looking at her in what I'm hoping/assuming is admiration. The whole scene is rainy.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:ywhchwobjrjvy3dgdv7cz6kt/bafkreieo4iq7f5xy2slmj6hmsknpzijomfjdhrj2nkzvdwx3zkdotrvpzm)
![[An excerpt from part 4 of the story, as found in the March 1922 issue. Problematic elements of the story aside, I love her. She's like fucking Rambo, just armed to the teeth. When she says "more of what you saw me use" here, she's referring to literal bombs that she stashed in her coat.]
"Do not follow me again!" she spoke with a brief, sharp command. "You only hamper me. I am at home here with these brutes. I went prepared. I know every step of the way and I can guide your friends back here by a shorter path. I have more of what you saw me use and my pistol and dagger. Stay here in safety, Teddy."
Ransom reached out and snatched her close against him.
"What, do you think I am to let—" he began hotly.
Tania silenced him with a soft, cold cheek pressed against his lips.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:ywhchwobjrjvy3dgdv7cz6kt/bafkreicqffu2xv7jxjsmcej7pi32oxhq6i2hydlsrdpq5evcacernlggxy)
