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These day we seem to accept a lot of other stuff that isn't real. I can't think of a reason why the same thing couldn't happen to the SI swimsuit pictures.When AI simulates Christie Brinkley, we are doomed.
Power move by Arena Group in response to Authentic trying to squeeze more money out of them. I suspect SI will still exist as they get this worked out. Money fixes most disagreements. We will see if SI will have more AI generated content.
*Montgomery Ward catalogue flashbacks1995 or 6, I was around 11 years old. We were staying at Fairmont Hot Springs, and while perusing the gift shop in the lobby, for the first time in my life I was drawn to the curvy trap of the cover of an SI Swimsuit Issue. Too embarrassed to look at it in the presence of my folks, or even the employees working there for that matter, I strafed the magazine rack like a starving thief and hatched a plan.
Later that evening, after a day of waterslides, I told my folks I was gonna go play in the arcade. I had brought a few bucks from home, and that made sense to them. I beelined it for the gift shop, grabbed the magazine and went straight to the counter. The old lady working there asked me, "Are your parents ok with this?" "Oh yeah", I said. I shoved it under my shirt, ran up to our room, and hid it in my suitcase.
I bet I had that thing for 5 years, maybe till the internet made its way into our house. Kids these days don't realize how hard you used to have to work for sinful ganders.
and if you were real desperate, National Geographic*Montgomery Ward catalogue flashbacks
Memory of getting a Marilyn Chambers autobiography, of sorts, when I was in 7th grade. Adult version. Bought at a gift shop of all places.1995 or 6, I was around 11 years old. We were staying at Fairmont Hot Springs, and while perusing the gift shop in the lobby, for the first time in my life I was drawn to the curvy trap of the cover of an SI Swimsuit Issue. Too embarrassed to look at it in the presence of my folks, or even the employees working there for that matter, I strafed the magazine rack like a starving thief and hatched a plan.
Later that evening, after a day of waterslides, I told my folks I was gonna go play in the arcade. I had brought a few bucks from home, and that made sense to them. I beelined it for the gift shop, grabbed the magazine and went straight to the counter. The old lady working there asked me, "Are your parents ok with this?" "Oh yeah", I said. I shoved it under my shirt, ran up to our room, and hid it in my suitcase.
I bet I had that thing for 5 years, maybe till the internet made its way into our house. Kids these days don't realize how hard you used to have to work for sinful ganders.
Reminds me of the old ratty framed picture of a lady on a car my brother and I found in an alley. We rode that sucker home on our bikes and hid it behind our trash can container for years. Eventually, we forgot about it. Years after we moved out, like ten or fifteen probably, we were bullshitting and got to wondering if that thing was still there. And it was! You couldn’t even tell what it was anymore…but we still laugh about that one1995 or 6, I was around 11 years old. We were staying at Fairmont Hot Springs, and while perusing the gift shop in the lobby, for the first time in my life I was drawn to the curvy trap of the cover of an SI Swimsuit Issue. Too embarrassed to look at it in the presence of my folks, or even the employees working there for that matter, I strafed the magazine rack like a starving thief and hatched a plan.
Later that evening, after a day of waterslides, I told my folks I was gonna go play in the arcade. I had brought a few bucks from home, and that made sense to them. I beelined it for the gift shop, grabbed the magazine and went straight to the counter. The old lady working there asked me, "Are your parents ok with this?" "Oh yeah", I said. I shoved it under my shirt, ran up to our room, and hid it in my suitcase.
I bet I had that thing for 5 years, maybe till the internet made its way into our house. Kids these days don't realize how hard you used to have to work for sinful ganders.