HANG-UP by Sam Ross


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Let's take a trip to the Strip--L.A.'s Hippydrome of hookers, pushers, faggots, addicts and one real groover, Scotty, who flips out without really knowing what he's done. He's killed a FiFteen-year-old girl and this one follows the attempt to find her by her mother, a waitress, and Detective Ben Riker. Along with a fair amount of fluid sex and congealing horror, here is that whole subculture of pickup bars and crash pads and twitching Joints like the Loving End and since these happenings have been happening with the same high frequency in the press, you almost have to believe it. Even if this one has been almost converted into a shrill suspense story in infra-red ink.

Pub Date: Feb. 13th, 1967
Publisher: Coward-McCann