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In the dead guy department, Bob Guccione died yesterday.
His empire began in London in 1965 with a bank loan, an idea and an accident. The loan was for $1,170. The idea was a new magazine with nude photos to outdo Hugh Hefner’s Playboy. And the accident was an old mailing list, so that promotional brochures with pornographic samples went out to clergymen, schoolgirls, old-age pensioners and wives of members of Parliament.
The outcry was huge. And there was a $264 fine for mailing indecent materials. But all 120,000 copies of the first issue of Penthouse sold out in days, and Mr. Guccione, a struggling artist from New Jersey who had been knocking around Europe for more than a decade, was on his way to being a tycoon.
I didn’t realize he was a Jersey boy. Here’s his life in pictures (no, not those pictures, okay for the degenerates here are one or two of those).

Of course, the best Penthouse issue was the Vanessa Williams one.

Bob Guccione, Hugh Hefner and Jann Wenner were three guys who had a vision for a magazine and did it without corporate backing. I respect all three. R.I.P. Bob Guccione.
And he had an awesome toupee.
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