Everything about this newsstand-in-a-bank is quirky. You've got to get buzzed in. Some old guy is at the register, talking on the phone; he gives you free rein to roam row upon row of magazines. As you might imagine, several walls are devoted to gearhead culture, but there's also enough variety to cater to every niche and fetish: tattoos, latex, S&M, Tijuana bibles, anime. In the back of the store is a roomful of porn, and you'll have to pay $5 just to walk into it.