auld lang syne

You know how a lot of churches have thrift stores on Saturday mornings? Well, I went to one in Pawtucket this morning (I can't recall the name of the church, but it's somewhat forward-thinking and urban) and I noticed that in the Book Room, there were some old issues of Playgirl. They were in decent condition, considering that they were from the mid-seventies.

Needless to say, I found them irresistable and bought a few of them. The churchy gent attending the shop said as I paid for my stuff, "Vintage Playgirl! I wasn't going to put them out, but then I said What The Heck. Someone will buy them."

That someone was me. They're really cool. Lots of mustaches and naked windsurfing and cigarette ads. And for some reason, Australian athletes.

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