I remember seeing magazines like this (don't tell my parents) when I was a kid. They were worn and faded and filled with impossibly sexy and beautiful naked ladies! In spite of the dust and age, they were magical in a way I couldn't destribe. It was a heck of a jump from The Lone Ranger and Batman to Jayne Mansfield and Brigitte Bardot. Among those issues, this would've fit perfectly. If you ever branch out from photography, it must be into publishing. There are a lot of red-blooded men (and, I imagine, some women) out here who are just waiting for that to happen.