It is a special bouldering edition. My wife picked it up and started cracking up at me for buying a poser magazine that would print something like " "a dusty canyon spilling over with spring-break burners from Chico, packs of snarling dogs and chatterbox beta-monkeys from Planet Hell" or " Bling-bling, cha-ching: This is a cash-money masterpiece, yo. Start on two arbitrary slopers, and then, depending on which micro-beta you've scammed from the illustrious V-sputtering hordes". I guess that article is supposed to piss you off though.