Thursday, March 31, 2011

Bobby and The Fantastic Four visit Earth Station One

I had fun talking all things Fantastic Four in the latest Earth Station One Episode (53) - IT’S CLOBBERIN TIME!!! Give it a listen at http://erthstationone.wordpress.com/.

Bobby

Sunday, March 27, 2011

SECRET AGENT X SNEEK PEEK!


Here's an advance look at Page 1 of a Secret Agent X story for Airship 27's upcoming All-Star Pulp Comics anthology. Written by Bobby Nash with Art by Jeremy McHugh.

Coming soon from Airship 27.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Charlotte Comicon Roundup


I was a guest at the Charlotte Comicon on March 20 in Charlotte, NC. Like the Atlanta Comic Convention, this show is a fantastic one day show with great deals on books (personally, I rained the $.10 boxes and found some great older comics for only a dime each) and some really cool creators. Fellow guest, Mike Gordon and I traveled the great interstate 85 to and from the convention and even made a sidetrip to add to our LCS Tour. Mike should have a write up on that visit soon at his Step Up To The Mike blog, which you can find at http://newlegendmike.blogspot.com/.

As usual, I posted the entire photo gallery on my Facebook page at www.facebook.com/bobbyenash. I hope you'll check them out.

You can learn more about the Charlotte Comicon at http://www.charlottecomicon.com/.
Their next show is Sunday, July 31st.


Bobby

A Lance Star: Sky Ranger Excerpt: “WHERE THE SEA MEETS THE SKY” by Bobby Nash

Here's an excerpt from Bobby's story “Where The Sea Meets The Sky” from Volume One of the Lance Star: Sky Ranger pulp anthology series still on sale at http://gopulp.info, your local bookstore or your favorite on-line retailer.

Lance Star: Sky Ranger
“WHERE THE SEA MEETS THE SKY”
Bobby Nash

I - BLINDSIDED

Lance Star did not see the attack coming until it was too late.

The first punch startled him. Catching him by surprise, the hit caused him to lose his precious balance. Before he could regain his footing, a second blow caught him just under the chin. That shot sent him flying over the wooden chairs and onto the old wobbly table.

The table was old, worn out from years of abuse and usage. It was not strong enough to support the added weight of the pilot and its legs gave way under impact, dropping Lance to the floor along with the contents of the table.

Stunned, Lance hit the floor one second before the rain of assorted mixed nuts and lukewarm beer splattered across him.

Lance was on his feet in an instant. “Who the hell hit me?” he demanded, although a quick glance around the room provided the answer.

Not far away stood a lumbering mountain of a man named Niles Isburgh. No longer concerned with the stunned air ace, he was now laughing heartily with his friends, presumably at Lance’s expense. Swilling beer and telling tall tales rounded out his activities. He had already turned his back on Lance. He was the only one in the place that was not watching the scene with some perverse satisfaction. That certainly moved him to the top of Lance’s list of suspects.

That and the fact that there was no love lost between the two pilots. This was not their first tussle and somehow, Lance suspected, it would not be their last.

Normally when their paths crossed, Lance gave the ill-tempered bruiser a wide berth. Not that the man’s size or strength intimidated Lance, but sometimes putting up with another pilot’s ego was not worth the effort.

That was a given in Ice’s case.

Usually.

But not today.

Enough is enough!

“Ice!” Lance shouted. “You’d better have a damned good reason for this!”

Isburgh turned and wiped drink and crumbs from his thick, matted beard with the back of his hand. People had been calling him Ice since he was a teenager because of his last name. However, the moniker became widely used once his hair turned pure white.

When Ice saw the anger burning in Lance’s eyes, he could not help but let loose another belly laugh. These two men had never really liked one another. Isburgh thought Lance was a pretentious, glory-seeking showoff.

Lance simply thought Ice was an ass.

“Well, well, well,” Ice sneered. “If it ain’t the Air Ace himself, Lance Star!” He drew out the “L” like an air show announcer might. Another round of laughter filled the room as Ice’s cohorts joined in with their leader. “What brings ye to my slice of the world, Lancey Boy?”

“I am in no mood for this, Ice. I’m just in town to see some old friends, take in a little sun, and shake down my new plane. I’ve got no beef with you.”

“Yeah, right,” Ice said as he downed another gulp. “Don’t presume t’ lie to me, Lancey Boy. I know exactly why you’re here.”

“Care to enlighten me,” Lance said as he rubbed his aching jaw. Ice hit like a prizefighter. “Because you seem to know a hell of a lot more about it than I do.”

“Don’t kid a kidder, Lancey Boy. You’re here for the treasure just like the rest of us, ain’t ye?”

“Treasure?” Lance was confused. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Okay, so we’re going t’ play it that way, are we?”

Lance stood his ground. “I really have no idea what you’re talking about, Ice. I promise.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“That’s your problem,” Lance said. “You’re drunk so I’m willing to let bygones be bygones here if…”

“I’m not!” Ice interrupted as he took another swing at the ace pilot from the mainland.

This time, however, Lance was ready for him. He easily sidestepped the big man’s clumsy punch. Impeded by drink, Isburgh was no match for his more agile, and sober, opponent. He would not get the chance to sucker punch him as he had before.

Lance used the man’s own momentum against him and helped him to the floor.

“Stay down, Ice,” Lance said as he rested a boot on his attacker’s back.

Before Ice could mutter a reply, his friends took a step toward Lance, who steeled himself for a fight. Suddenly, he wished he’d brought either Buck or Red with him. A wingman would have come in handy at the moment, considering the odds. He had a gun tucked into a shoulder holster under his flight jacket, but knew that pulling it would elevate this from a simple bar squabble into something a lot worse so he decided against that option quickly.

Fortunately for Lance, one step was all they were going to get.

From nearby someone cleared his throat loudly, a subtle way of asking what was going on without actually saying the words. “Am I interrupting something?” Andrew Stewart asked from the bar.

Lance’s eye lit up at the sight of the newcomer. “Drew!” he called happily. It was a rare thing for a man in a bar fight would be thrilled to see the local constabulary walk in. Then again, Lance Star was not your average man.

And he had just flown across the Pacific to see the man after all.

“In town less than an hour and already causing trouble, eh Lance?”

“What can I say? These things happen.”

“To you, maybe.” Commander Andrew Stewart of the United States Navy said as he pointed at the man lying on the floor. “Would you mind letting him up?” he asked twitching the finger he had pointed at the clearly irritated Isburgh.

“Hmm? Oh, right,” Lance said playfully, as if he had forgotten the inebriated treasure hunter was down there. He removed his foot and allowed the big man the chance to get to his feet. He offered a hand to help, but Ice would not accept it.

Drew nodded toward the man who had entered with him. “You guys want me to have the Lieutenant Keyona here take you guys downtown or would you rather just shake on it and call it a day?” he asked.

Lance, offering an olive branch, stuck out a hand.

Reluctantly, Ice shook it tightly.

“Much better,” Stewart said as he pointed toward Lance. “What say you and I take a walk.”

“Sounds like a mighty fine idea,” Lance chuckled.

Drew looked to the pilot he had just rescued. “Ice,” he said.

Isburgh nodded and simply said, “Drew.”

Moments later, Lance and Andrew were walking along the beach, staring out at the most beautiful sunset either man had ever seen.

“Now there’s a sight,” Lance said as he marveled at the brilliant washes of red, orange, and purple that filled the crystal clear dusk sky. “There’s just something about sunsets in paradise,” he said with a smile.

“Welcome to Hawaii, Lance. I’m glad you could make it.”

Want to know what happens next?

Pick up Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 1 from Airship 27 Productions and Cornerstone Books at your favorite bookstore or on-line bookseller or directly from the Airship 27 Hangar to find out.

Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 1 (print)
http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/lance-star---sky-ranger-volume-1/3029880

Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 1 (eBook)
http://homepage.mac.com/robmdavis/Airship27Hangar/index.html#lancestar

ORIGINAL PRESS RELEASE:

Airship 27 Productions and Cornerstone Book Publishers take to the skies with the release of their reprint edition of LANCE STAR – SKY RANGER. This collection of new stories starring the long forgotten pulp hero was the first anthology title produced by Airship 27 Prod. dated 2006. Its overwhelming success helped launch the company’s ambitious plans to bring back classic pulp characters in brand new adventures. “Without LANCE STAR – SKY RANGER, there probably would have been no Airship 27 Prod.” claimed Editor Ron Fortier. “It was the book that got us going.”

This anthology features four action packed tales of Lance and his loyal Sky Rangers. They include, Attack of the Birdman by Frank Dirscherl, Where the Sea Meets the Sky by Bobby Nash, Shadows Over Kunlun by Win Scott Eckert and Talons of the Red Condor by Bill Spangler with cover and interior art by comic pro, Rich Woodall of Johnny Raygun fame.

The book also contains an article on the history of the character by Norman Hamilton and a second on airplane modeling in the 1930s and 40s by Larry Marshall. Included as an added bonus feature for this new edition is an excerpt from Bobby Nash’s full length novel, Lance Star – Sky Ranger: 1941 – The Road to War, coming soon! [update: THE NOVEL’S TITLE HAS SINCE CHANGED.]

At the height of the pulps’ popularity, flying heroes like Dusty Ayers, G8 & His Battle Aces and Bill Barnes were among the biggest sellers on the market. Airship 27 Prod. is once again turning the spotlight on another such aviation daredevil, LANCE STAR – SKY RANGER!

LANCE STAR – SKY RANGER
Edited by Ron Fortier
Introduction by Norman Hamilton
“Attack of the Bird Man” by Frank Dirscherl
“Where the Sea Meets The Sky” by Bobby Nash
“Shadows over Kunlun” by Win Scott Eckert
“Talons of the Red Condors” by Bill Spangler
“Pulp Aviation Heroes & the Rise of the Model Aviation Press” by Larry Marshall
Afterword 2008 by Ron Fortier
Runner by Bobby Nash
Cover and interior illustrations copyright © 2008 by Rich Woodall
Lance Star logo design by Matt Talbot
Production and design by Rob Davis
ISBN: 1-934935-01-8
Produced by Airship 27
Published by Cornerstone Book Publishers
Release date: 6/17/2008
Soaring into your favorite bookseller!

Also, we're gearing up for the launch of Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 3 in 2011 so this is a great time to catch up on all things Lance Star.

Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 1 (print)
http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/lance-star---sky-ranger-volume-1/3029880

Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 1 (eBook)
http://homepage.mac.com/robmdavis/Airship27Hangar/index.html#lancestar

Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 2 (print)
http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/lance-star-sky-ranger-volume-2/6019875

Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 2 (eBook)
http://homepage.mac.com/robmdavis/Airship27Hangar/index.html#lancestar2

Lance Star: Sky Ranger "One Shot!" (Comic Book )
http://www.indyplanet.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4019

Keep watching this space and http://www.lance-star.com/ for news on Lance Star: Sky Ranger Vol. 3.
Bobby

Thursday, March 17, 2011

A Fistful of Legends excerpt: SHADOWS ON THE HORIZON by Bobby Nash

Here's an excerpt from Bobby's story from the A Fistful of Legends anthology from Express Westerns, still on sale at http://stores.lulu.com/expresswesterns or your favorite on-line retailer.

SHADOWS ON THE HORIZON
by Bobby Nash


Doc Brand felt the rocks bite into his knees as he hit the ground.

Dust billowed around him as slumped over onto his back. Eyes shut against the punishing bright glare of the sun, he lay there, contemplating whether or not it was even worth the effort to try and get back on his wobbly feet or if he should just keep his eyes closed and wait for the inevitable. He was bruised, battered, and the last coughing fit that racked his beaten body had brought up blood.

Doc had worked the county of Rock Creek for just a little under twenty years. There wasn’t a man, woman, or child within a day’s ride that he hadn’t tended to in some fashion or another in all that time. He had always believed that his patients respected him for his years of devoted service.

Until today.

At best, he weighed a buck fifty on a good day. Of late, he’d been losing weight, despite continuing to eat normally. He had also noticed a slight tremor in his right hand that had not been there before. He wasn’t sure when the shaking had started, but he found it disconcerting, to say the least.

After a while, he found the strength to pull himself to his feet yet again. Every time he fell or simply stopped, swaying under the weight of his torment, he became disoriented.

Once the world stopped spinning wildly around him, he eyed the sun and the shadows of cactus and reckoned where he needed to go. On unsteady legs, he made his way across the hard land, the sun beating down on him and burning the back of his neck.

Despite his bruised knees and aching bloody body, Doc Brand set his chin and started walking again while through cracked lips he cursed the vultures who circled above as well as the men who had left him in this predicament.

* * *

It started like any other day: he’d woken early. As was his routine, he walked up onto the hill at the edge of his property and watched the sun rise. Since he had been a young boy he got a thrill out of watching the sun burn away the shadows on the horizon as the darkness retreated before the coming day. He never considered himself the literary type, but he found something about mornings to be almost poetic.

While the sun climbed, Doc fed the horses, checked the coop for a fresh collection of eggs, and filled the trough for the fat, lazy pig the Leonard’s had given him as payment for looking after old Pa Leonard when he fell ill last winter. After a breakfast of runny fried eggs, a fresh apple from the tree out back, and a couple cups of black, steamy coffee, he felt ready for his final chore, sweeping the morning dust off the front porch. He’d only half completed this task, however, when he heard the unmistakable thundering echo of hoofs on dry earth that announced the approach of visitors. And from the sound of it, they were riding in fast.

It was rare that anyone stopped by to see him for any reason other than a medical emergency. Even those were fewer and far between since his semi-retirement. His replacement had a handle on things in town, but a few of his more stubborn patients didn’t like being treated by someone as young as Doctor Thomas Porter so they still came to him on occasion. By the time two of the three riders dismounted by his front gate, he had already grabbed his medical bag from the bedroom closet. He was waiting on the top step off the porch.

“Doc!” a familiar voice shouted.

“Everett,” he called back. “What’s the matter?”

A young man, barely a day over eighteen, ran to the porch, kicking up a trail of dust in his wake. Doc knew the lad well. He had been there when the boy had been born and had helped him through colds and a couple broken bones over the years. “Doc! It’s my cousin Billy,” Everett Gordon shouted. “He’s been hurt!”

“Get him up here!”

Everett whistled and motioned toward the two young men to come closer. One man stayed on the horse while his friend walked the animal to the edge of the porch, using one hand to keep the horse reined in and the other to steady the swaying man in the saddle.

“This is Billy, Doc,” Everett said as he helped the injured man off the horse. “An’ this here is Jess Taylor.”

Doc nodded a quick greeting while Billy’s arms were supported on the shoulders of his two friends. As Doc checked Billy’s belly wound, blood pooled on the porch and spilt on the ground.

“Everett, this boy’s been shot!”

Want to find out what happens next?
Get the rest of the story in A Fistful Of Legends from Express Westerns.
http://stores.lulu.com/expresswesterns

A Fistful Of Legends cover painting by David McAllister
Original Press Release:
Ride into the Wild West with A Fistful of Legends

After the success of the Where Legends Ride anthology, Express Westerns returns with A Fistful Of Legends. Discover what it’s like to ride with damaged men and sinister night stalkers, tragic doves, plucky homemakers and gun-toting belles. Experience for yourself the harsh reality of birth and death, love and hate, revenge, retribution and robbery. You'll find it all here, penned by a whole posse-full of Western writers old and new.

So what are you waiting for? Saddle up for action and adventure... and grab yourself A Fistful of Legends! Available from the Express Westerns store at http://stores.lulu.com/expresswesterns. Where Legends Ride is also still available.

Express Westerns’ latest anthology of western short stories A Fistful of Legends is available to buy from the Express Westerns Store and all on-line retailers in paperback and downloadable eBook editions.
ISBN: 978-0-557-19954-9
Paperback: $15.95
eBook: $5.00

Edited by Nik Morton and co-edited by Charles Whipple, A Fistful Of Legends features an introduction by James Reasoner along with a front and back page cover illustration designed by Jennifer Smith-Mayo based on an original painting by David McAllister. A Fistful Of Legends is a title all western fans (and anyone who enjoys a good yarn) will want to buy. The 21 stories in this bumper size book are:
DEAD MAN TALKING by Derek Rutherford
BILLY by Lance Howard
LONIGAN MUST DIE! By Ben Bridges
THE MAN WHO SHOT GARFIELD DELANY by I J Parnham
HALF A PIG by Matthew P Mayo
BLOODHOUND by C. Courtney Joyner
MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE by Gillian F Taylor
BIG ENOUGH by Chuck Tyrell
ONE DAY IN LIBERTY by Jack Giles
SHADOWS ON THE HORIZON by Bobby Nash
ON THE RUN by Alfred Wallon
THE GIMP by Jack Martin
VISITORS by Ross Morton
THE NIGHTHAWK by Michael D George
THE PRIDE OF THE CROCKETTS by Evan Lewis
DARKE JUSTICE by Peter Avarillo
ANGELO AND THE STRONGBOX by Cody Wells
CRIB GIRLS by Kit Churchill
MAN OF IRON by Chuck Tyrell
CASH LARAMIE AND THE MASKED DEVIL by Edward A Grainger
DEAD MAN WALKING by Lee Walker

Pick up your copy today.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

MomoCon Roundup


My table Saturday morning. Eventually we moved around to slide a 2nd table in this space.
I was a guest at MomoCon in Atlanta, GA on March 12 - 13, 2011. This free admission show is mostly anime based, but has been growing and expanding for the past few years. Situated over three buildings, the lines stretched around the block ast each. Great, great crowds.

I also had fun hanging out and chatting with my pals, Sean Taylor, Mike Gordon, Lysa Shin, Wes and Dave Tillander, Jeff Allen, Bernadette Johnson, my con-daughter, Chariss Taylor, and more. A great time was hard.

My con-neighbors: Mike, Sean, & Lysa.
I posted a handful of photos on mt Facebook page if you'd like to check them out. You can find it at www.facebook.com/bobbyenash.

On Sunday, March 20th I'll be a guest at the Charlotte Comic Con in Charlotte, NC. http://www.charlottecomicon.com/
I hope to see you there.

Bobby

Sunday, March 13, 2011

The Golden Age Returns

The First Issue of Golden Age Good Girls is now available from Mini Komix.
http://minikomix.blogspot.com/2011/03/golden-age-good-girls-issue-1.html

Golden Age Good Girls issue 1 features thrilling prose tales of public domain heroines from literature, golden age comics, and pulp magazines including Moon Girl by Bobby Nash, Rulah the Jungle Goddess and Vivian Lachan by Gaylord Tause, and an original story of Ms. Amazing by Jason Bullock.
32 Pages
$3.00 each

You can find out more about Golden Age Good Girls and order your own copy at http://minikomix.blogspot.com/2011/03/golden-age-good-girls-issue-1.html

Bobby’s story features Moon Girl in a story called “Blood Moon.” All she wanted was a nice, hot shower and a relaxing evening at home. Instead, Moon Girl finds herself dropped into the middle of a war she doesn’t understand with both sides intent on doing her harm.

I am GooGol: The Great Invasion graphic novel by Bobby Nash and Rodrigo de Castro now available.

I am GooGol: The Great Invasion graphic novel now available in hardcover and eBook editions (in languages: English, Portuguese, French, Spanish, and German) at http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=I+Am+Googol&x=14&y=19

I am GooGol: The Great Invasion graphic novel written by Bobby Nash with art by Rodrigo de Castro and based on characters and situations created by Sylvaine Francis is now available from London’s Point G Comics.

Book Information: I am GooGol ... and this is your story: the story of all beings.
It can still be changed and I am there in your time to fix it.
Public : Recommended for Ages 16+
Genre : Sci-Fi – Graphic Novel
Scenario : Sylvaine Francis (French Guiana - Cayenne)
Writer : Bobby Nash (USA – Georgia)
Artist : Rodrigo de Castro (Brazil - Osasco)
Editor : Point G Comics
60 PAGES, Full Color, Hardcover (US $ 19.99), eBook ($9.99)
ISBN-10: 0956731902
ISBN-13: 978-0956731906

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To order, click http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=I+Am+Googol&x=14&y=19

Keep watching www.bobbynash.com for more information.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

A Super Weekend In Metropolis!

I spent the weekend in Metropolis, IL for Fandomfest Metropolis Supercon. Unfortunately, the cold and rainy weather kept the attendance lower than we would have liked, but the folks who came out were enthusiastic and some even bought some of my books, which I always appreciate.

"Hi. Please come and take a look at my books."

Outside of the convention, I visited Metropolis' own Superman Museum and Americana Museum, and Riverfront casino with my pal and con-neighbor, Mike Gordon.
"They fight a never-ending battle for Truth, Justice, and The American Way."

The museum's are incredible and were worth the trip alone. If you've not been, I highly recommend it

"Hold on a sec, Clark. I'm on the phone."

The Superman museum covers all things Superman, as you might imagine. There are props, costumes, photos, you name it from all of the TV series, movies, cartoons, as well as toys, comics, cups, toys, roadsigns, etc. You can easily spend hours and hours in this place.

"This looks like a job for..."

"Who is this Lex Luthor guy?"

The Americana Museum boasts having the largest Justice League of America exhibit in the world and I believe it.

Magic.

There are also sections devoted to robots, Elvis, Marilyn Monroe, classic and modern movie monsters, superheroes (there was a nice collection of Green Hornet and Kato masks as well as the Bat-Shield from the 60's series, a western section, Tomb Raider, section, and so much more.


 
Sittin' for a spell in western alley.

I'm posting photos on Twitter Twitpics www.twitter.com/bobbynash and on Facebook www.facebook.com/bobbyenash. Please check them out.

Bobby

"Danger, Bobby Nash! Danger!"

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Earth Station One Episode 49: Look, Up In The Sky, It’s a Bird, It’s a Plane.. Oh Wait, It is a Plane!

Bobby joins the Earth Station One podcast for a high-flying discussion of all things Superman.
This week's Earth Station One podcast takes a peek at all things Superman, from his beginnings in the 1930’s to Present Day, plus a review of the new DVD All-Star Superman, based off the comic mini-series of the same name. Let’s leap over tall buildings with a single bound and join us for a podcast that we like to call Episode 49: Look, Up In The Sky, It’s a Bird, It’s a Plane.. Oh Wait, It is A Plane…


Check it out at http://erthstationone.wordpress.com/

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

The Green Hornet Casefiles Now Available For Preorder


The Green Hornet Casefiles prose anthology is scheduled to arrive from Moonstone Books in May and is available for preorder from your favorite comic book shop, bookstore, or on-line retailer.

OFFICIAL RELEASE:

Edited by Joe Gentile and Win Scott Eckert.
Written by Joe McKinney, Jim Mullaney, John Everson, Bobby Nash, and many more.
Cover Art by Michael William Kaluta and Rubén Procopio.

Softcover (cover by Michael Kaluta)
ISBN: 10digit: 1-933076-94-1
ISBN: 13digit: 978-1-933076-94-2
Diamond Code: FEB11 1083336pgs, b/w, Squarebound, SC 6”x9”
$18.95

LTD ED HC (cover by Ruben Procopio)
ISBN: 10digit: 1-933076-93-3
ISBN: 13digit:978-1933076-93-5
Diamond Code: FEB11 1084336pgs, Ltd Ed HC
$43.95

The long-awaited return of the Green Hornet & Kato and their rolling arsenal the Black Beauty!

Back again with all-new stories!

Moonstone is proud to present The Green Hornet Casefiles, our second anthology featuring all-new, original crime fiction tales of the man who hunts the biggest of all game, public enemies that even the FBI can’t reach!

On police records, the Green Hornet is actually a wanted criminal, a master manipulator, a crime boss who has his fingers in every pie. In reality, The Green Hornet is actually Britt Reid, owner-publisher of the Daily Sentinel.

Alongside him rides his partner Kato, who is not only is a martial artist of unsurpassed prowess, but a skilled driver, and educated engineer as well.

Their goal is to destroy crime from within by posing as criminals themselves!

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The Green Hornet Casefiles features Bobby’s story, “A Thing of Beauty.”
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