
Found this fantastic pulp cover in a box of fantastically-AWFUL pulps over the Christmas holiday. As can be seen, the prerequisite hot-space-babe/crewmember is being revived from stasis/cryogenic freezing/whatever, and is already being hit upon by the first human she comes in contact with… the doctor. “Hey baby, can I buy you a drink?” I am, of course, kidding. Sortof. Anyway it’s a terrific cover.

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