On a chilly morning in downtown Los Angeles, a week after my visit, I put on one of the hoodies Playboy gave me. As I was standing in line for a coffee, a young skateboarder complimented it. After thanking him, I couldn’t help but ask, “What does the Playboy bunny stand for, in your opinion?”

He paused for a while.

“Uhh,

I dunno.

Boobs?”