I had driven by the place a dozen times over the past few months trying to get the nerve to walk in. I remember the relief discovering there was a back entrance so I didn’t need to come from the main street. As nonchalantly as one does their first time in an adult store, I strolled passed the glass cases of toys and insertables. After a lot of stuff not meant for me, I finally found the section I was looking for. The black and white simple magazine I had heard about was right there on the shelf, as if people came looking for it every day. The cover model had the thickest mustache I think I have ever seen. I looked around to make sure nobody could see me and touched the cover. Maybe another day I would come back and be brave enough to actually pick it up.