Pulp

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Liquid Packaging Board - Manufacture
... The base or middle ply is normally made of pulp from bleached or unbleached chemical pulp, CTMP or broke (waste paper from a paper machine) ... top ply (inside) is made of bleached chemical pulp ... side of the board is the printing side and might have an extra ply made from chemical pulp of quality that is suitable for the printing applications ...
Pulp - Other Uses
... Pulp (paper), the fibrous material used to make paper The act of pulping, a process in papermaking Molded pulp, a packaging material Pulp (juice), a brand of juice ...
Sulfite Process - See Also
... Kraft process Pulp mill Wood pulp Bleaching of wood pulp Paper Pulp Paper chemicals ...
Arthur Leo Zagat
... Arthur Leo Zagat (1896-1949) was an American lawyer and writer of pulp fiction and science fiction ... About 500 pieces appeared in a variety of pulp magazines, including Thrilling Wonder Stories, Argosy, Dime Mystery Magazine, Horror Stories, Operator No ... stories that regularly appeared in The Spider pulp magazine throughout the 1930s ...
Altus Press
... Press is a publisher of works primarily related to the pulp magazines from the 1910s to the 50s ... by publisher Matthew Moring, Altus Press has focused on four categories of publications Pulp Reprints, Pulp Histories, New Pulps, and the Lost Race Library ...

Famous quotes containing the word pulp:

    He wrote me sad Mother’s Day stories. He’d always kill me in the stories and tell me how bad he felt about it. It was enough to bring a tear to a mother’s eye.
    Connie Zastoupil, U.S. mother of Quentin Tarantino, director of film Pulp Fiction. Rolling Stone, p. 76 (December 29, 1994)

    For men tied fast to the absolute, bled of their differences, drained of their dreams by authoritarian leeches until nothing but pulp is left, become a massive, sick Thing whose sheer weight is used ruthlessly by ambitious men. Here is the real enemy of the people: our own selves dehumanized into “the masses.” And where is the David who can slay this giant?
    Lillian Smith (1897–1966)

    Tell me, how many hands have palpated the pulp that has grown so generously around your hard, bitter little soul?
    Vladimir Nabokov (1899–1977)