I spent a couple of hours on March 7th, walking around talking with people who work on Hollywood Blvd, as research for a map of real life experience on the street. The people have added a whole new, wonderful dimension to my interaction with the Blvd. Here are some highlights:
A Blessed Head Shop
Sam Ammari, owner of the “Smoke Shop” on Hollywood and Wilcox forgot to lock his storefront before going home about a month ago. When he came back the next morning, however, nothing was touched at all. He said “I was shocked, I consider myself very lucky”.
I Just Work at the Sex Store
A female employee of “Bed Behavior” in her mid-20’s told me that she was walking on Hollywood and Highland in what she said was a “big, thick, turtleneck sweater” when what she thought was “a nice normal guy wearing a t-shirt and shorts” pulled up and asked her if she was for sale. She said it was mid-day and that he had no idea she even worked for a sex shop (like that even matters) and she was walking like she had somewhere to go – not the type of walk that says ‘pick me up’.
Fresh Air at a Tobacconist…
Jason, an employee of the tobacco shop on Hollywood and Cahuenga, told me that he walked outside the store one day to get a breath of fresh air and the moment he stepped through the door, someone punched him in the face and broke his nose. He says it was a former employee who was “exiled” from the store because “he was a thief”.
Lemonade?
I met Greg on Hollywood Blvd. – somewhere between Cahuenga and Las Palmas – sitting on a lawn chair with an igloo cooler full of lemonade for anyone passing by who wanted some. He just arrived in Hollywood 4 days ago and was living out of his van until he got on his feet. He had a cup for donations – which he says he was giving to a catholic church. When I asked why he was doing this, he said he had nights free and when he first got here, a homeless man named Abdul shared some food with him from the Catholic shelter and gave him some money, he felt so touched he wanted to give something back. It sounds a little idealistic, but being there listening to his story – I believed him. On a strange note, he made a series of videos in college called “Girls Gone Pie” where he and some friends convinced drunk college girls to take a pie to the face on video – sort of a “Girls Gone Wild” gone wrong (if there is such a thing). He said it was tough but they got 53 girls.
Once A Week
I talked with a tattoo artist at a shop on Hollywood and Las Palmas, the music was so loud and he wasn't the most talkative so I didn't even clearly hear his name. The answers I did get were short and to the point. Here is a brief recount (based on the notes I took):
Me: Anything unusual happen during the night shift?
Tattoo shop employee: Will the stuff I say be censored out?
Me: No, this is not for a magazine or newspaper or anything.
Tattoo: Well then yeah, there’s always stuff.
Me: Like what?
Tattoo: Beat downs on the Boulevard.
Me: Like right out here in front of the shop?
Tattoo: yeah.
Me: Really? Like when does it happen?
Tattoo: Right in the middle of tattooing.
Me: You get up in the middle of working to beat people down? (He Nods ‘Yes’)What kind of people are these? How does this happen?
Tattoo: Just fuckin’ idiots talkin’ shit.
Me: Is this common? How often does this happen?
Tattoo: About once a week.
It was interesting to get this man’s perspective as just half an hour earlier when I talked with Sam – the head shop owner, he talked about how peaceful and safe the entire neighborhood was.
All in all, a great way to spend a couple of hours. I will go back and post more as I get it.