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😍 5/5 - We're strolling off the "shit caked" streets of Sunset
By 👻 @Seb F., 11/27/2023 3:00 am
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We're strolling off the "shit caked" streets of Sunset Boulevard...as I'm staring at a pile about to push the crosswalk button I'm starting to wonder if that actually came from a dog ... please let that be dog shit...the air is a lot grimmer these days...a man in surf board shorts is screaming from the top of his lungs as he searches through a trash filled container...hotels stopped rinsing off their sidewalks because "what's the point" ... they'll just be back tomorrow ... the revellers ... the destitute... the drunks...ready to piss all over your sidewalk one new day after another...jeez... that's a pretty grim picture ... but it doesn't have to be...this is Sunset... it takes a thick skin to graze this boulevard... but it's still a hella a lot of fun... it's always been ... Far removed from the 80s and 90s when things were more respectable among the comedians and rockers and star fuckers of the world... the star map vans... the out of towners hoping to catch a glimpse of a celebrity ... a ghost even... of a man or a woman that has filled their television screens in their lonely small towns across America... here they ride one last ride to lasso in that picture of fame and take with them back home a memory or a conquest of something magical... someone special... something "Hollywood" ...well not much has changed on Sunset... We scurry in from the detritus...and find a happy solace at the Sunset Tower ... the sweet lady hostess lets us in anyway as I think 3pm is the cut off for outside guests...so we ask what type of desserts they have... She says "we only have home made cookies now..." Chocolate Chip and Oatmeal... she says... I'm home again... It's quiet here... small potted palm trees adorn the seating rooms center stage...the pool is cold and empty and hangs low over a huge Mega Screen depicting Joaquin Phoenix's new film NAPOLEON...but it's not ominous here.. that was outside ... inside the crystal clear blue water from the pool sits calmly serenely overlooking the Culver City high rises and Saban's bubble venue Theater... the contrailed riddled sky can't hide all the blue the Los Angeles sky has to offer... and suddenly the sun starts to break through the clouds... A cappuccino will couple nicely on a quaint afternoon... it's so quiet inside here.. the waiters are warm and friendly ... the guests are smiling and imbibing afternoon cocktails; prepping their wedding parties; a writers group congregates over a booth... it's friendly here ... I tell one of the waiters that's he's rocking a trend setting mullet the likes of which I have to say ... was pretty darn cool... and he laughs and agrees... it was an epic mullet and yet cool af... The French accented waiter tells me the top penthouse could go for $2500 to $3000 depending on the days and the plans; some stage dinner parties there... and back in the 20's ... the ROARING 20's mind you... I'm sure those open terraced rooms hosted the likes of Hollywood Stars; Producers; and Directors of films that you and I watch every Christmas or New Year snuggled around our cozy television sets... Today all I need though is another bite of this oat meal cookie... the black and white stills of days of Hollywood past adorn the walls... "here's looking at you kid..." I feel the veins of Old Hollywood here... the ghosts... they possess you a little here... We're traveling back in time...it's a lovely afternoon and the cookies are fine... the coffee is fine... I'm feeling a hell of a lot better now... And back out we go!
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