The only thing that puzzles us is why it took so long. Rumor has it that a tiny electronic flash went off in his frontal lobe as the full extent of his discovery became evident. It's a familiar story, the stuff of late shows and soapers: A jaded staff photographer, unable to recognize the obvious when they're staring him right in the old F-stop, one day put on his glasses, pulled the hair from over his eyes and beheld the lovely Lynnda. She was working as a part-time photo stylist in Playboy's West Coast studio when someone asked her to pose for the gatefold. Lynnda Kimball is the victim of an unusual occupational hazard.
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