One of my top 10 memories of Madison - when I was 18, I came home for winter break from my freshman year of college. I met up with some of my friends and we went to RLN out of boredom. (We went to high school only a couple blocks away so we were well aware it existed and was open 24/7). We were shocked to find our Vice Principal (and father of a student we graduated in the same class with) perusing the dirty mags. It was extra, super shocking because it was 1am Christmas morning. But to each his/her own. At least he wasn't looking at blow up dolls.