It’s weird because except for the sex parlors this piece of road looks exactly the same. Now every time I walk by I’m going to think about all the stories that have happened here.
Hollywood sex parlors.
I’ve been meaning to hit this place ever since it opened but I haven’t made it over there yet—mainly just timing. This seals it though I really need to get to Harvard & Stone soon.
Whiskey, on us
"…a jasmine-scented, jacaranda-purple, neon sparked city…"
My plans for the night…I’ll be rockin at the Roxy with Ducati
pan pacific auditorium on beverly; now a public park
This will always be Xanadu for me.